Thirty years ago, I fell in love with a dog called Cookie.1it was hard for me to add another mouth to feed, I never gave it a second thought.
Cookie could quickly2seeing my bags spread across the bed with my leaving on a trip. She was also good at showing unhappiness with her tail, trying to make me3.
When I came back home and wrote my stories, she4sat next to my desk and we could have conversations about where I'd been and what I'd seen. We5each other as only animals and those who love them can. I often read to her what I'd written. If she turned away to start cleaning a paw(爪子), I knew I had to improve my story.6, she didn't understand what I was really writing. But this kind of communication with her was my7of pushing a story to a higher level.
She inspired (激发) me to make up many stories and became my partner in my travels. In this way, we travelled together. Some readers may think it8to have such a relationship, but dog owners like me will know it's true and understand.
Today I am still a travel writer. My heart is broken because my friend Cookie left me forever. Like many old friends, she and I9much over the years. I miss her so much and I am also10to her for being at my side for all those years, listening and simply loving.
It doesn't matter if she never understood a word I said or that she never left our home. She was my travel partner and always will be.
