Fall of Boxer

Soon, Boxer's hoof healed up, and he worked harder than ever. I warned him to take care of his health, but as usual, he pain no attention. Soon, Boxer fell. He was on his side, unable to get up. He said that he had been looking forward to his retirement, and maybe I could join him. How can he be so naive, would a ruthless leader like Napoleon acutally let animals retire? He will most likely sell us instead! The other animals went to tell Squealer about what happened, while Clover and I stayed back, and I kept the flies off Boxer. Squealer came back saying that Boxer would be sent to the hospital to be treated. Boxer remained in his stall, eating pink medicine, and I continued to keep the flies off him. At this point in time, I totally changed. I was galloping and excited, going to tell the animals that Boxer was being taken away. I'd never thought I would acutally be so active. The animals actually said goodbye to Boxer, and I scolded them and told them what was on the van. Boxer was going to a Horse Slaughterer. We tried to get Boxer to kick out of the van, but Boxer was weak and he failed to do so, and Boxer was never seen again. Squealer said he died in the hospital, but I think that they actually sold him to get money. He gave his excuses as to why the van said Horse Slaughterer.