Kate Dicamillo

一天，下雷雨了，溫迪克在房間到處亂跑，歐寶這才知道溫迪克有雷雨恐懼癥。令人感到溫暖的是，歐寶爸爸一點兒也不責(zé)怪溫迪克怕打雷，而是試著保護它。

That night， there was a real bad 1thunderstorm.But what woke me up wasn't the thunder and

lightning. It was Winn-Dixie， 2）whining and3）butting his head against my bedroom door.

"Winn-Dixie，" I said. "What are you doing？"He didn't pay any attention to me. He justkept beating his head against the door and whining and 4）whimpering;and when I got out of bed and went over and put my hand on his head，hewas shaking and 5）trembling so hard that it scared me. I knelt down andwrapped my arms around him， but he didn't turn and look at me or smile orsneeze or wag his tail， or do any normal kind of Winn-Dixie thing; he justkept beating his head against the door and crying and shaking.

"You want the door open？"I said. "Huh？ Is that what you want？"I stoodup and opened the door and Winn-Dixie flew through it like something bigand ugly and mean was chasing him.

"Winn-Dixie，" I 6）hissed， "come back here."I didn't want him going andwaking the preacher up.

But it was too late. Winn-Dixie was already at the other end of the7trailer， in the preacher's room. I could tell because there was a sproi-i-ing sound that must have come from Winn-Dixie jumping up on the bed，and then there was a sound from the preacher like he was real surprised.But none of it lasted long， because Winn-Dixie came tearing back out of thepreacher's room， panting and running like crazy. I tried to grab him， but hewas going too fast.

那晚出現(xiàn)了很大的暴風(fēng)雨，可是吵醒我的不是閃電，也不是打雷，而是溫迪克用頭撞臥房門的哀叫聲。

“溫迪克！”我叫它，“你在干什么？”

它不理我，繼續(xù)用頭撞門、哀號、鳴咽。我起來把手放在它的頭上，它全身顫抖得很厲害，把我嚇得要命。我跪下來用手摟著它的脖子，可是它不轉(zhuǎn)過來看我，不笑，不打噴嚏，不搖尾巴，也不做任何一件平常做的舉動。它只是繼續(xù)撞門、哀號和顫抖。

“你想要打開門嗎？”我問，“是嗎？你只是要開門對不對？”我站起來把門打開，溫迪克立刻飛奔出去，像有個怪物在后面追它似的。

“溫迪克，”我小聲地叫它，“回來?！蔽遗滤涯翈煶承?。

可是太遲了，溫迪克己經(jīng)跑到了牧師的房里。我聽到“噗”的一聲，一定是溫迪克跳到了床上，牧師被驚醒發(fā)出的聲音。但是沒多久，溫迪克又沖出房間，像發(fā)了瘋一樣喘著大氣跑來跑去。我試著想抓住它，可是它跑得太快了