Benjamin�s point of view of when Boxer died.
It was so terrible when Boxer got hurt. I was dragging some stone to the windmill when I heard the news. Boxer had over worked himself! He fell to the ground and did not get back up. And he was my friend too. Luckily he didn�t die, but he still was severely hurt. I stayed with him for the next few days, keeping the flies away. We were waiting for the hospital truck that the pigs had promised would come. When it finally came, I was not around, for it was working hours. I did hurry over to see his departure though. That�s when I noticed the words printed on the truck. It read: �ALFRED SIMMONDS, HORSE SLAUGHTERER and GLUE BOILER, WILLINGDON. DEALER in HIDES and BONE MEAL. KENNELS SUPPLIED�. I was horrified when I saw those words. They were selling Boxer to the knacker�s! I followed the truck to try and warn Boxer. He heard me and struggled to get loose, but he didn�t have the strength to break free. It was a horrible day, and I will never forget what those pigs did. To make matters worse, with the money they got from selling Boxer, the pigs bought whiskey.