07-MIND YOUR EARS, STILTON!

MIND YOUR EARS, STILTON! I put my clothes back on. I couldn't stop sobbing. I was like a baby mouse on his first visit to the pediatrician. Just then, Pinky sailed through the door. "I KNOW A SONG THAT DRIVES MICE wild, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH..." she sang in her high-pitched squeak. I groaned. Talk about kicking a mouse when he's down. That silly song was about to drive this mouse up the wall.

小心点，斯蒂尔顿!我把衣服穿上。 我无法停止哭泣。当他第一次去看儿科医生时，我就像一只小老鼠。 就在这时，Pinky轻快地穿过了门。 “我知道一首歌能让老鼠发狂，耶，耶，耶，耶，耶…” 她用尖细的声音唱歌。 我呻吟着。当老鼠跌倒的时候踢它。 那首愚蠢的歌差点把这只老鼠逼上绝路。

Pinky plopped down in a chair and rested her paws on my desk. "Check it out, Popsy Wopsy," she remarked, tossing the latest copy of Fur Kids only at me. It had a special section filled with fun games to play on vacation. I leafed through the magazine. "Hmm... very nice!" I admitted. As I said, Pinky can

Pinky扑通一声坐在椅子上，把爪子放在我的桌子上。 “看看吧，波西·沃普西，”她说着，把最新的《儿童皮毛》扔给了我。 它有一个特殊的区域，里面有很多有趣的游戏供度假时玩。 我翻阅了一下杂志。 “嗯……很好!”我承认。 就像我说的，Pinky可以

be annoying, but she is clever. Very clever indeed. "By the way, Ratty Daddy, I'm leaving on vacation next week," she announced. "Don't miss me too much!" I rolled my eyes. "I'll live," I told her. Plus, I was off on my own vacation the next day. Cheesecake! I couldn't wait to be off. I couldn't deal with the HEAT. I couldn't deal with the piles of work. And mostly I couldn't deal with Pinky Pick anymore! Just then, the phone rang. I stretched out my paw to answer, but Pinky beat me to it. "Hello, you've reached Mr. Stilton's office. This is his assistant Pinky Pick speaking," she squeaked. "Oh, hello, Mr. Crunchrat. What? You're going to buy one

她很烦人，但她很聪明。 确实很聪明。“顺便说一下，鼠爸爸，我下星期要去度假。”她宣布。 “别太想我了!”我翻了个白眼。 “我会活下去的，”我告诉她。另外，第二天我就要自己去度假了。 芝士蛋糕!我等不及要走了。 我无法应付热火队。 我处理不了成堆的工作。 最主要的是，我再也不能和Pinky Pick打交道了!就在这时，电话响了。 我伸出爪子想回答，但是Pinky抢在我前面。 “你好，这里是斯蒂尔顿先生的办公室。 我是他的助手Pinky Pick，”她尖声说。 “哦，你好，克朗克拉特先生。 怎么啦？你要买一个

million copies of Fur Kids only to give away with your Crunchrat Cheesy chips? wow! What fabumouse news!" she shrieked. I grabbed the receiver. "Hello, Stilton speaking," I began. But Crunchrat cut me short. He wanted to talk about Pinky Pick. He told me that she was the most brilliant mouse on my staff. He told me that I was lucky to have her. Then he went on about the latest copy of fur Kids only He loved the special insert, BLAH, BLAH, BLAH. Pinky skipped out of the room, twirling her tail. Meanwhile, Crunchrat's voice droned on and on in my ear. I was glad he loved the magazine. But he never stopped squeaking. And I was getting tired.

一百万本《Fur Kids》就为了和你的薯片一起送人? 哇!多么惊人的消息!”她尖叫道。 我抓起听筒。“你好，我是斯蒂尔顿。” 但是克朗克拉特打断了我的话。 他想谈谈Pinky Pick。 他告诉我，她是我手下最聪明的老鼠。 他说我很幸运能拥有她。 然后他又谈起了最新的《Kids only》杂志，他喜欢里面特别的插话，诸如此类。 Pinky蹦蹦跳跳地跑出了房间，甩着尾巴。 与此同时，克朗克拉特的声音在我耳边嗡嗡作响。 我很高兴他喜欢这本杂志。 但他从来没有停止过尖叫。 我累了。

So tired. Maybe it was the heat. Or maybe I just didn't want to hear any more about Pinky Pick. I put my head down on my desk. I'll take a quick mouse nap, I told myself. Within minutes, I was snoring. I dreamed I was vacationing on the swiss CHEESE ISLANDS. Ah, the cool breeze off the ocean tickled my whiskers. The sand squished beneath my paws. But what was that sound? It was like a siren. Just like the wail of a police car. I woke up. I was wrong. It wasn't a police car. It was Crunchrat. He was wailing in my ear. "Are you listening, Stilton?!" he bellowed. "I want you to give Ms. Pick a bonus or I will not buy a single copy of that magazine of yours! DO YOU UNDERSTAND? DO YOU? DO YOU?"

所以很累。也许是因为太热了。 或者我只是不想再听到关于小白的事了。 我把头靠在桌子上。 我要小睡一会儿，我对自己说。 几分钟后，我开始打鼾。 我梦见我在瑞士奶酪岛度假。 啊，海上的凉风吹得我的胡须发痒。 沙子在我的脚掌下压得咯吱作响。 那是什么声音?就像警笛一样。 就像警车的哀号。 我醒了。我错了。那不是警车。 是克朗克拉特。他在我耳边哭泣。 “你在听吗，斯蒂尔顿?!”他吼道。 “我要你给匹克女士发奖金，否则我就不买你那本杂志了!”你明白吗? 你呢?你呢?”

I snapped to attention. "Give Pinky a bonus!" I cried. "But I'm already paying her a ton!" Just then, Pinky sailed back into the room. She was waving an advertisement for Crunchrat Cheesy Chips. It showed a picture of Crunchrat. He was ENORMOUS! He was as big as my wardrobe! And he looked just like one of those sumo rat wrestlers. Crunchrat continued to shriek in my ear. "I'm telling you, Stilton, if you don't do as I say, you'll be sorry!" he warned. "I'll twist your tail up in knots! I'll pull out all of your fur! I'll send your suit to the dry cleaners with you in it! I'll_" I quickly cut him off. "Don't worry, Mr.

我猛地立正。“给Pinky奖金!”我哭了。 “但是我已经付了她一大笔钱了!”就在这时，Pinky轻快地回到了房间。 她挥舞着克朗克拉特芝士薯片的广告。 上面有克朗克拉特的照片。 他是巨大的!他和我的衣柜一样大!他看起来就像一个相扑鼠手。 克朗克拉特继续在我耳边尖叫。 “我告诉你，斯蒂尔顿，如果你不照我说的做，你会后悔的!”他警告说。 “我要把你的尾巴扭成一团!”我要拔光你的毛!我会把你的西装和你一起送到干洗店!我会……”我赶紧打断他的话。 “别担心，先生。