Chapter 7

7 The Plan where we would Lure Mean Cat out of the House with Her Favourite Food and which I, Dave Pigeon, called 'The Most Brilliant Plan- Part 2' Even though it was actually my plan that worked in the end!

我们用卑鄙的猫最喜欢的食物把它引诱出房子的计划，我Dave Pigeon称之为“最聪明的计划-第二部分”，尽管这实际上是我的计划，但最后还是成功了！

'It's the only way,' I said. 'We need to get Mean Cat out of the house. We don't have any cheese but we do have me.' I pulled Dave over to the window. My wings wouldn't stop trembling. I took a breath. 'Once she's out of the house, you need to jam the cat flap shut with the broken flowerpot so she can't get back in.' 'We still have the Rain Plan,' he suggested, gripping my shoulder with his good wing. 'The rain isn't coming,' I said. Dave stared up at the clear blue sky. He looked at me, his beak all straight and serious. 'Are you sure about this?' I nodded. 'OK, Skipper. I believe in you.'

“这是唯一的办法，”我说。 “我们得把贱猫赶出去。 我们没有奶酪，但我们有我。”我把戴夫拉到窗前。 我的翅膀不停地颤抖。 我深吸了一口气。“一旦她离开了家，你需要用破花盆把猫门堵上，这样她就不能再进来了。”“我们还有‘降雨计划’，”他建议道，用他那只漂亮的翅膀抓住我的肩膀。 “不下雨了，”我说。 戴夫凝视着晴朗的蓝天。 他看着我，嘴直着，神情严肃。 “你确定吗？”我点了点头。 ‘好吧,队长。我相信你。”

Dave removed his Medal of the Brave. He peeled the tacky chewing gum from his chest, and fixed the medal on to mine. It gleamed in the sunlight. 'Once she's out, I'll lock the cat flap from the inside and she'll be trapped in the garden. Dave adjusted the medal on my chest. 'I'll let you in through the upstairs window and we can come up with a plan to get rid of her once and for all,' he said. Our feathers will be the last pigeon feathers she'll ever snatch, and we will

戴夫摘下了他的勇敢勋章。 他从胸口剥下黏糊糊的口香糖，把奖章固定在我的奖章上。 它在阳光下闪闪发光。 “一旦她出去了，我就把猫门从里面锁上，她就被困在花园里了。” 戴夫调整了我胸前的奖章。 “我让你从楼上的窗户进去，我们可以想个办法彻底摆脱她，”他说。 我们的羽毛将是她夺去的最后一根鸽子羽毛，我们会的

live with the nice Human Lady and eat biscuits all day.' We headed back across the lawn. My throat was as dry as a cheese-mayo sandwich without the mayo. My stomach churned and twisted. Dave hid by the cat flap, ready to jump into the house and wedge it shut, his foot clutching a broken piece of flowerpot. He nodded at me and blinked twice: my signal to fly up to the window ledge. As soon as Mean Cat spotted me she

和那位善良的人类女士住在一起，整天吃饼干。”我们穿过草坪往回走。 我的喉咙干得像没有蛋黄酱的奶酪蛋黄酱三明治。 我的胃翻腾着，扭动着。 戴夫躲在猫门旁边，准备跳进房子里，用楔子把它锁上，他的脚抓着一个破碎的花盆。 他朝我点了点头，眨了两眼，这是我让他飞到窗台上去的信号。 贱猫一发现我就

sprang from her bed, baring her razor- sharp claws. She ran for the cat flap. She was coming outside to get me. As she pounced out, her nails clipped the edge of Dave's left foot. 'Ow,' Dave squawked, hopping on one foot and wedging the flap shut before he could jump into the house.

从她的床上跳了起来，露出她剃刀般锋利的爪子。 她向猫洞跑去。她要出来接我。 当她冲出去时，她的指甲刮到了戴夫的左脚边缘。 “噢，”戴夫尖叫着，单脚跳起来，还没来得及跳进屋里，就把门板塞上了。

Mean Cat stopped. Dave gulped, holding his good wing tight over his beak. It was too late. She'd heard him. And he was trapped on the wrong side of the cat flap. Mean Cat turned, dragging a single claw round on the paved patio, until she'd almost drawn a complete circle in the dark stone. She blinked slowly as she spotted him quivering in the shadows of a tomato plant. 'Hissssss!' 'Help me!' Dave screamed. I dived at my friend, grabbed him and soared away from Mean Cat as she leapt for Dave. Her hot breath blazed my bottom.

坏猫停了下来。戴夫咽了口气，把他那完好的翅膀紧紧地捂在嘴上。 太迟了。她听到了。 他被困在了猫洞的另一边。 贱猫转过身来，在铺着石板的院子里拖着一只爪子，直到她几乎在黑暗的石头上画了一个完整的圆圈。 她慢慢地眨了眨眼睛，因为她看到他在一株番茄的阴影里颤抖。 “Hissssss !“救救我！”戴夫尖叫。 我扑向我的朋友，抓住他，飞离“贱猫”，而她则向戴夫扑去。 她热烘烘的呼吸使我的屁股发烫。