Our animal farm: As it was in the beginning…

Mr. Jones of the Eagle Farm had received a fresh batch of Indian shrimps just delivered to him by his personal assistant. He bid his staff goodnight and went to bed with three of the shrimps. He had taken more than enough orange juice, and his steps were staggering. In his master bedroom, he walked into the in-built bathroom, opened the medicine cabin, picked up a sack, popped some blue pills into his mouth and swallowed without water. He walked to his bed, where the three shrimps he planned to have for the night lay. Quietly, he sat down at the edge of the bed. What happened next, nobody knows till this day.

Before daybreak, words had spread out that Mr. Jones had given up the ghost. His relatives, most of whom were from the pig family, quickly came together and selected Mr. Roundup to take over the affairs of the farm. It was a desperate time in Eagle Farm. Mr. Roundup freed the animals still alive in Mr. Jones’ locked-up pen. Amongst those released was Napoleon, the rabbit. Napoleon survived the locked-up pen quite unlike the rich pig named Unforgiving, who died.

Once out of the pen, Napoleon returned to his little garden down the West End of Eagle Farm. He needed to rest. That was what everyone thought. His knees had become weak, and his elbow crushed more than once. Then Moneybag, another of Mr. Jones’ locked up died while they were…