善良的心

Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat. Ugly loved three things in this world： fighting， eating garbage， and， shall we say， love.

The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ug- ly. To start with， he had only one eye and where the other should have been was a gaping hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side， his left foot appeared to have been badly bro- ken at one time， and had healed at an unnatural angle， making him look like he was always turning the corner. His tail has long age been lost， leaving only the smallest stub， which he would constantly jerk and twitch.

Ugly would have been a dark grey tabby， striped-type， except for the sores covering his head， neck， even his shoulders with thick， yel- lowing scabs. Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction.“That ’s one UG- LY cat！！”

All the children were warned not to touch him， the adults threw rocks at him， hosed him down， squirted him when he tried to come in their home or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave. Ugly always had the same reaction. If you turned the hose on him， he would stand there， getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him， he would curl his lanky body around feet in for- giveness.

我住的公寓大楼里的每个人都认得这只丑八怪。（剩余3554字）