2014届高三英语二轮专题精品特训：阅读理解109.docVIP

2014届高三英语二轮专题精品特训：阅读理解 That afternoon when I came home from school I found my brother on the kitchen floor playing with boxes of cereals and raisins and dried apricots. My mother was begging him to eat. No, no, no! Fudge shouted. He made a terrible mess, dumping everything on the floor. Please stand on your head, Peter, my mother said. __________ No! I told her. Im not going to stand on my head anymore. I went into my room and slammed the door. I played with Dribble until suppertime. Nobody ever worries about me the way they worry about Fudge. If I decided not to eat theyd probably never even notice! That night during dinner Fudge hid under the kitchen table. He said, Im a doggie. Woof ... woof ... woof! It was hard to eat with him under the table pulling on my legs. I waited for my father to say something. But he didnt. Finally my mother jumped up. I know, she said. If Fudge’s a doggie he wants to eat on the floor! Right? If you ask me Fudge never even thought about that. But he liked the idea a lot. He barked and nodded his head. So my mother fixed his plate and put it under the table. Then she reached down and petted him, like he was a real dog. My father said, Arent we carrying this a little too far? My mother didnt answer. Fudge ate two bites of his dinner. My mother was satisfied. After a week of having him eat under the table I felt like we really did have a family dog. I thought how great it would be if we could trade in Fudge for a nice cocker spaniel. That would solve all my problems. Id walk him and feed him and play with him. He could even sleep on the edge of my bed at night. But of course that was wishful thinking. My brother is here to stay. And theres nothing much I can do about it. Grandma came over with a million ideas about getting Fudge to eat. She tricked him by making milk shakes in the blender. When Fudge wasnt looking she threw in an egg. Then she told him if he drank it all up there would be a surprise in the bottom of the gl