No More Meetings, No More Debates

Nine enormous dogs wearing thick collars with brass with metal on them, come bounding into the bark and jumping and running into the barn. They run toward snowball with their teeth open. And snowball jumps just in time, as they the snapping jaws, they try to fight him. So napoleon seizes power with these dogs. He says there will be no more meetings on sundays. No more voting. We're not going to vote any more. Is no longer necessary. All decisions will now happen from, well, all come from the pigs only. The other animals thatare shocked and terrified are scared what has hapened. But then they finally realized these were the puppies that nap