It's a hard life living out of a farm, it's okay though, because I can watch upon everything that the poor animals are doing. They have kept trading with the neighboring farms, idiots. I wonder what ever happened to the four legs good, two legs bad? I snuck in last night and look at the "Seven Commandments", it stated that no animal can sleep in a bed with sheets. This is not right. Napoleon is definitely going to ruin this farm, I just know it. All this time, in the back of my mind, I was so right. Now when I get exiled I don't get a chance to help out! I needed to show them that I was still alive and willing to help them fight this battle. I could not be brought down, a force as powerful as me cannot be defeated by exile! I talked to one of the neighboring farms and asked them for one man to come with me in the middle of the night, I had to bribe him with money I took from the farm house while all of the pigs were gone. I told him to shoot directly at the center of the windmill, at midnight, so he did. The deed was done. I smiled in happiness as I heard the gunshot go off the pile of rocks tumble to the ground. I could NOT be taken down, even from the outside, I will destroy Napoleon and save this farm.