C(2025·江苏镇江句容期末)
Thirty years ago, I fell in love with a dog called Cookie. Though it was hard for me to add a
1 mouth to feed, I never gave it a second thought.
Cookie could quickly connect seeing my bags spread across the bed with my leaving on a trip. She was also good at
2 unhappiness with her tail, trying to make me stay.
When I came back home and wrote my stories, she always sat next to my desk and we could have "talks" about where I'd been
3 what I'd seen. We "talked" with each other as only animals and those who love them can. I often read to her what I'd written. Of course, she didn't
4 what I was really writing.
She inspired me to
5 many stories and became my partner in my travels. In this way, we travelled together. Some readers may think it
6 to have such a relationship(关系), but dog
7 like me will know it's true.
Today I am still a travel writer. My heart is
8 because my friend Cookie left me. Like many old friends, she and I shared much over the years. I miss her so much and I am also thankful to her for
9 with me for all those years.
It doesn't matter
10 she never understood a word I said or that she never left our home. She was my travel partner and will always be.
1.
another
2.
showing
3.
and
4.
understand
5.
write
6.
impossible
7.
owners
8.
broken
9.
staying
10.
if