23-STERN WIND!

STERN WIND! "RODENTS BE SMART, FOLLOW YOUR HEART!" we chanted as we took turns at the helm. A stern wind pushed us home. Yes, if this wind kept up we'd be sailing into Mouse Island in two shakes of a rat's tail. I was so happy! I couldn't wait to sink my teeth into a juicy cheddar cheeseburger or maybe a gooey pizza pie from The Sliced Rat. Oh, sweet Mouse Island, I missed you so! I reached for the wheel. What a great ship! A real battleship. I wondered how many fights it had

斯特恩风!“啮齿类动物要聪明，跟随你的心!”我们轮流掌舵时高呼。 一阵大风把我们吹回家。 是的，如果这风继续吹下去，我们很快就会驶入老鼠岛了。 我太高兴了!我迫不及待地想吃一个多汁的切达芝士汉堡，或者是切片鼠餐厅的一个粘稠的披萨派。 哦，可爱的老鼠岛，我好想你!我伸手去拿方向盘。 多么伟大的船啊!一艘真正的战舰。 我想知道它打了多少次架

been through. Some sailors believe that ships have a soul. I bet this ship's Soul was as rotten as a sewer rat. Keeping an eye on the waves, I was soon lost in my thoughts. I wondered if anyone had taken the time to dust my aged cheese collection. Or my priceless set of the Encyclopaedia Ratannica.

被通过。有些水手相信船是有灵魂的。 我敢打赌这艘船的灵魂已经烂掉了。 我注视着海浪，很快就陷入了沉思。 我想知道是否有人花时间清理我收藏的陈年奶酪。 或者我那套无价的《罗马百科全书》。

I patted the notebook in my pocket. All my book needed now was an ending. I hoped it would be a happy one. "Laaaaaaaaaand hoooooo!" came Trap's shout. I snapped to attention. "Land?" asked Thea, racing across the deck.

我把笔记本拍在口袋里。 我的书现在只需要一个结局。 我希望这将是一个快乐的一天。 “呜——呜——呜!”传来了特拉普的叫声。 我猛地立正。“陆地?”西娅飞快地跑过甲板，问道。

"Land, land, laaand!" sang Benjamin, kicking up his paws. Thea twirled around in circles. "Home sweet home!" she sang. Trap played air guitar with his tail. I guess we all looked pretty silly. We were dressed in the pirate cats' clothing. My sister had used her sewing skills to make them smaller. Trap was wearing a big lacy shirt with lots of ruffles. He looked like the mouse from the high-wire act at the Big Cheese Circus. Thea had on a yellow silk vest and the pearls she had found. Benjamin's oversized red-and-white-striped shirt made him look like a jailmouse. As for me, I was wearing one of the

“陆地，陆地，陆地!”本杰明边唱边翘起爪子。 西娅不停地打转。 “甜蜜的家!”她唱道。 特拉普用尾巴弹空气吉他。 我想我们看起来都很傻。 我们穿着海盗猫的衣服。 我姐姐用她的缝纫技巧把它们做得更小。 特拉普穿着一件有很多褶边的大蕾丝衬衫。 他看起来就像在大奶酪马戏团高空走钢丝表演的老鼠。 西娅穿着一件黄色的丝绸背心，戴着她找到的珍珠项链。 本杰明那件超大号的红白条纹衬衫使他看起来像个囚犯。 至于我，我当时穿着一件

Black Bandit's coats. It was so long I swept the floor as I walked. I tried to untangle my knotted whiskers. It was no use. They were wound up tighter than a spring. Next, I tried to smooth out my shirt. It was still a wrinkled mess. "Don't worry about the look, Cousinkins!" squeaked Trap. He strutted around, puffing up his fur. "We're too good for any dress code! After all, it's not every mouse who can say he fought against pirates. Giant pirate cats as big as buildings!" Thea giggled. "Let's not overdo it. I was there, too, you know," she replied. "Are you calling me a liar?" Trap demanded, paws on his hips. "They WERE

黑强盗的外套。时间太长了，我边走边扫地。 我试着把打结的胡须梳理一下。 这没有用。它们被缠得比弹簧还紧。 接下来，我试着把衬衫弄平。 它还是皱巴巴的一团。 “别担心我的表情，表兄妹们!” 他趾高气扬地走来走去，吹起他的毛皮。 “我们太优秀了，不需要任何着装规范!”毕竟，不是每只老鼠都能说自己和海盗打过仗。 像建筑物那么大的巨型海盗猫!”西娅咯咯笑了。 “我们不要做过头了。你知道，我当时也在场。”她回答。 “你是说我是骗子吗?”特拉普问，爪子放在屁股上。 “他们

humongous cats. Don't you remember their claws? They were sharp enough to slice ten mice in half!" he insisted.

巨大无比的猫。你不记得它们的爪子了吗? 它们锋利得足以把十只老鼠切成两半!”他坚持说。