Chapter 17

17 Mickey Lightning Gets a Speech Bubble How does this work? Just say something. I can say anything I want and it turns up in the book? Yes, say anything you want. Anything? Anything. How about if I say pigeon bum? Try it.

米奇闪电的演讲泡沫化是如何实现的？ 说点什么。我想说什么就说什么，书里都有吗？ 是的，你想说什么都行。 什么吗?任何东西。我说鸽子屁股怎么样？ 试一试。

You can't say that. That's rude! PIGEON BAM. Doesn't it look good in a speech bubble? It does! It doesn't. It looks very rude. PIGEON BUM. PIGEON BUM. PIGEON BUM. PIGEON BUUUUUM. Hee hee.

你不能这么说。这是不礼貌的!鸽子BAM。 在演讲泡泡里不好看吗？ 它!它不是。这看起来很粗鲁。 鸽子的屁股。鸽子的屁股。鸽子的屁股。 鸽子BUUUUUM。嘻嘻。

Before we left Pawsville, Dave was measured up for a new wing. His prosthetic one had been wrecked during the race and it would be a while before the Vet Man could fix him up with another. But we didn't care. Our Human Lady had come back for us. It had been fun at Pawsville but I was feeling homesick without my Human Lady snuggles and my typewriter. 'Dave! Skipper!' the Human Lady called out as she came through to pick us up. She scooped us into a huge hug and nuzzled the top of our heads with her own.

在我们离开鲍斯维尔之前，戴夫为新翼做了测量。 他的假肢在比赛中损坏了，兽医还需要一段时间才能给他装上另一只。 但我们不在乎。我们的人类女神回来找我们了。 在波斯维尔玩得很开心，但没有了人类小姐的依偎和打字机，我开始想家了。 “戴夫!队长!人类女士走过来接我们时喊道。 她把我们紧紧地抱在怀里，用鼻子蹭着我们的头顶。

She then dropped us into the oversized pockets on either side of her raincoat and we discovered we each had a pocket full of jammy biscuits. My favourites. As the Humans discussed Dave's new wing, Jet, Gary, Fluffle and Cricket-Ball Face waved us off. They watched from the window as we climbed back into the box on the Human Lady's bike. I couldn't help but feel grateful that our time at Pawsville was up and we had our own pigeontastic home to return to. 'I can't wait to be back in our shed and tuck into the secret stash of biscuits,' Dave cooed happily on the ride home. 'I've missed my typewriter,' I agreed. 'Wait. What secret stash?'

然后她把我们放进她雨衣两边的大口袋里，我们发现我们每个人的口袋里都装满了果酱饼干。 我最喜欢的。当人类讨论戴夫的新翼时，杰特、加里、绒毛和板球脸挥手示意我们离开。 他们从窗口看着我们骑着人类女士的自行车爬回箱子里。 我不禁心怀感激，我们在鲍斯维尔的日子结束了，我们有了自己的鸽笼般的家。 戴夫在回家的路上高兴地低声说：“我迫不及待地想回到我们的小屋，大吃一顿秘密藏起来的饼干。” “我的打字机不见了，”我同意道。 ”等。什么秘密藏身处？”

'Never mind, Skipper,' Dave said. 'I think we're home.' As the bike pulled up at the Human Lady's home, the familiar smell of lawn and brick building came flooding up through my nostrils. We'd invited Mickey to come and stay with us and when he heard about our shed, he leapt at the chance to be in a Human home again even if it was only for a short while. He ooohed and ahhhed over our nest among the paint-tin lids and wonky shelves but he admitted he wanted to find his Human Owner. He'd been away for too long. But there was something else that put him off staying with us. Something that wasn't quite right at the Human Lady's house. It

“没关系，船长，”戴夫说。 “我想我们到家了。”当自行车停在人类女士的家门口时，熟悉的草坪和砖房的气味从我的鼻孔里涌了出来。 我们邀请米奇来和我们住在一起，当他听说我们的小屋时，他欣然接受了再次回到人类家中的机会，即使只是很短的一段时间。 它对着我们的窝，在油漆锡盖和摇摇欲坠的架子中间呜呜叫着，但它承认它想找到它的人类主人。 他离开太久了。 但还有别的事情让他不愿意和我们在一起。 在人类女士的家里发生了一些不太正常的事情。 它

wasn't the garden. The lawn looked as lawny as ever. And it wasn't the patio. Those paving stones looked as pavy and stony as they always had. But something had changed since we'd been away. It was the back door of the house. There, as it had always been, was Mean Cat's cat flap. But now, alongside it, sat another cat flap. There were two cat flaps. For two cats. Maybe leaving Pawsville wasn't as pigeontastic as I thought.

不是花园。草坪看起来和以前一样光滑。 也不是在院子里。那些铺路石看起来像往常一样又厚又多石。 但自从我们离开后，有些事情发生了变化。 那是房子的后门。 那儿，像往常一样，是贱猫的猫窝。 但现在，在它旁边坐着另一个猫洞。 有两只猫在拍动。两只猫。 也许离开鲍斯维尔并没有我想的那么死板。