I am willing to enforce Animalism, but the foolish acts of my fellow comrades lead me to believe they are not as strongly rooted in these principles as I am. Mollie that absolutely intolerable horse, asked for sugar cubes, the product of our enemy. Then she requested the keeping of her mane ribbons. I forced myself to explain to the poor and naïve pony that these were the shackles of slavery that we mustn't hold onto any longer. I did not want to push such ill feelings on those who didn't understand, because it was my job make them understand, but I was entirely frustrated with the fact that they simply wanted to rely on stupid human luxuries. On top of the incompetent Mollie, was that odd bird Moses. He told tales of "Sugarcandy Mountain". What rubbish?! Spreading his false stories the animals were being mislead to believe of a perfect world, which I immediately informed them there wasn't such a thing. Nothing but hard work was life, nit, grit, and all. Not only that but Moses was all too loyal to Farmer Jones. He was given the lavish beer soaked bread crumbs while the rest of the farm suffered from this malnutrition routine. I am unsure now of how to make my comrades see one straight path, one vision, that vision of Old Major. Its not an easy task to completely change their way of thinking and life but I will make it work. There is always a way, isn't there?