So we had meat only once a day, and bread and milk, porridge, or dog biscuits, for our other meals.
I made a dreadful noise when I was eating.

Ever since Jenkins cut my ears off, I had had trouble in breathing.

The flaps had kept the wind and dust from the inside of my ears.

Now that they were gone my head was stuffed up all the time.

The cold weather made me worse, and sometimes I had such trouble to get my breath that it seemed as if I would choke.