阅读下面材料,根据其内容和所给段落开头语续写两段,使之构成一篇完整的短文。On a winter morning, we piled into our car and headed out to the county kennel (养狗场), We were going to get a dog. I pressed my nose against the car window and wondered what he would be like. Would he shake hands, roll over and run after little animals in the woods? Each passing fence post drew me nearer to my dream dog. As our family walked into the kennel, among the chaos and noise, silence caught my eye. He was sitting quietly and confidently in a corner cage. When I approached, he lifted one of his feet between the bars, and I touched it carefully. A handwritten sign at the top of his cage read, "Shepherd (牧羊犬)". Ten minutes later, he was sitting in the back seat of our car. "His name is Fritz," my mother announced that night as we put a dog collar around his neck with our phone number and his name on it. Fritz adjusted quickly to life in his new home. Whenever guests arrived, he would run out to greet them. When we took our afternoon walks, he was a cheerful companion. The highlight of his day was when I came back, racing through the front door after school. He would slide through the entryway and then jump into my arms as if he had just won a great prize. One Friday afternoon, my father declared that we were going out for the night. Each year we took a journey across the mountains to his hometown of Knoxville, Kentucky, for a day of sightseeing. As we loaded up the car, my father told me that the hotel where we would be staying did not allow dogs in. Therefore, Fritz wasn't going with us. As our car pulled away, Fritz watched from the edge of the yard with his tail waving quickly, as if to say, "Why are you leaving me alone?" Anyway, we set out. The next day when we came back home, it was already 6 pm. 注意:1. 续写词数应为 150 左右;2. 请按如下格式在答题卡的相应位置作答。Paragraph 1:Night fell, but there was no sign of Fritz. Paragraph 2:Two weeks later, a call from a man brought us the great news.
答案:One possible version:Night fell but there was still no sign of Fritz. We went from neighbor to neighbor, house to house. Each shake of the head drove me to despair. "Please, bring Fritz home safe," I wished lying in bed that night. But a week passed without him. Each afternoon I would rush out of school and run all the way home to ask if there was any news of Fritz. But when I burst through the door and into the house, I would be greeted only by silence and my mother's sad smile.Two weeks later, a call from a man brought us the great news. The man found the hungry and weak Fritz on the street and later got our phone number from the tag on him. Immediately, my father and I were on the way to fetching Fritz. The moment I climbed out of the car, Fritz ran toward me like a wild pig. He slipped and quickly got up and slipped again before he regained his balance and jumped into my arms. I held him tightly as he licked my face.