He is an enormous draft horse, the largest, strongest, and hardest-working animal on the farm. He stands about eighteen hands high and has the strength of two ordinary horses combined. He accepts the difficult parts of the work without hesitation; despite having very limited intelligence, he is full of unwavering loyalty and good intentions. He has developed two simple life philosophies: 'I will work harder' and 'Napoleon is always right'. He is the sole force physically keeping the farm running, especially the windmill construction. Although he dreams of the day he will retire and graze in peace, his lungs eventually fail him due to aging and his grueling work pace. His inability to question the facts and his excessive obedience to the regime prepare the way for his own tragedy. He realizes the horse slaughterer's carriage he is being put into is taking him to the butcher in his final moments, having nothing left to do, and after his life is ruthlessly exploited, he is sold to the dictatorship.
Although details about where he came from are not fully provided, it is known that since the time of Mr. Jones, he has been used for the farm's heavy lifting due to his massive strength. His pure nature has led systems to view him merely as a machine, and he has existed by going along with authority figures without being aware of his own power.
A massive draft horse, eighteen hands high. He has a slightly dull and foolish look due to the long white stripe on his nose. He has worn, massive hooves and powerful muscles.
Clover
His closest friend, to whom he is quietly devoted.
Benjamin
A strange friendship, deep but never spoken of; they enjoy grazing together.
Napoleon
He accepts him unconditionally as his master.
Squealer
The propagandist whose complex words he doesn't understand but is always convinced by.