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。A freezing downpour washed the street in front of the small-town bar. I sat gazing into the watery darkness,alone as usual. I had been in that old bar for half an hour, quietly drinking, when my thoughtful eyes finallyfocused on a medium-sized lump(一团) in a puddle(水洼) a hundred feet away. For another ten minutes, I lookedout through the window trying to decide if the lump was an animal or just something.The night before, a German dog named She p had come into the bar begging for potato chips. He was starvingand just the size of the lump in the puddle. Why should a dog lie in a cold puddle in the freezing rain? I askedmyself. The answer was simple: Either it wasn't a dog, or it was, he was too weak to get up.The wound in my right shoulder ached all the way down my fingers. I didn't want to go out in the storm. Hey.it wasn't my dog. It was just a stray on a cold rainy night. a lonely drifter(流浪者). So was I. I thought. as I tossed(扔) down what was left of my drink and headed out the door.He was lying in the three inches of water. When I touched him, he didn't move. I thought he was dead. I putmy hands around his chest and raised him to his feet. He stood unsteadily, and his head hung like a weight at theend of his neck. His floppy ears were just hairless pieces of flesh dotted with open sores(伤口)."Come on, Shep," I said, leading him to a corner next to the bar, where he lay on the cold cement and closedhis eyes. A block away I could see the lights of a late-night convenience store. It was still open. I bought threecans of dog food and fed him. Hecouldn't swallow but poorly look at me. He was dying!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。The local vet(兽医) was still at his office, so I loaded the poor creature into a taxi and headed there.Three days later, when I opened the door of the vet's, Shep welcomed me with wild enthusiasm.
答案:The local vetas at his office so I loaded the poor creature intoa taxi and headed there. Aftera quick check on the poor dog. the vet shook his head with regret. He promised me be would try his utmost but Shep unlikely to get through it unless thereis a miracle. While the vettreated the sores carefully. Itriedto drop water in his mouth and fed him with food bisby bit.I never gaveup hope of getting him saved. Many times,Iwould caress his neck whispering into bis cars to encourage him to hold on. He was so weak that he had to stayin the vets. Three days later, when I opened the door ofthe vet's.Shep welcomed me with wild enshusiasm. He wagged his tail from left to rightas if to say "Thank you "..Hewas guiding strength and improving for the better. Tears filling my eyes, I knew all our effects were worthwhile. Soon. the dog recovered from severe sores and I adopted him and tookhim home. Once in a while, I would go to that bar with Shep, a drink tor myself and a serve of potato chips for him. What would have happened if] hadn't stepped out on thatstormy night?Care and kindness reallymode a difference, toboth of us.