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我在街上遇到了安比和它的女主人墨菲太太。安比的样子吓了我一大跳。一个星期不见,它又胖多了,吐着舌头,气喘吁吁地跟在女主人后面。看到我,墨菲太太说:“赫里欧先生,见到您真是太好了。您看安比,一点精神也没有。”“呃……那您按照我的建议减了它的甜食吗?”“哦,减了点儿,可是您看,它这么虚弱,我怎么忍心不给它吃?”我笑了笑,这么个吃法,小狗能不胖吗?“您让它多活动了吗?”“哦,您看,它经常跟我一起散步。”
I met Annby on the street with her mistress, Murphy. Ann-like scared me a big jump. Not seen for a week, it was fatter again, spitting her tongue out, and gasping behind her mistress. When I saw me, Mrs. Murphy said: “Mr.Hero, it was great to meet you, you see Amby, there is not any spirit at all.” “Uh ... then you reduced it as I suggested ”Oh, a little bit, but you see, it is so weak, how can I bear to eat it? “ I smiled, so eat, the dog can not fat? ”Did you let it move more? “ ”Oh, you see, it often walks with me.“ ”