Suffering the bone-weakening disease, Gary Rosheisen was a wheelchair-bound man living alone.His house felt_________and he brought home Tommy, an orange cat that soon became his best_________.

Because of his significant___________problem including seizures（疾病的突然发作）, Gary always kept the___________in the living room on the floor, and it had a speed-dial button_________to call 911. Gary trained Tommy in how to_________that button whenever he felt better___________there were any emergencies.

Then one day, while in his bedroom, Gary had a seizure which_________him to fall out of his wheelchair and onto the floor. Once the seizure_________, Gary soon realized he was unable to   _____. What made him feel terrible was that he__________to put his cell phone on the bed. So he lay there,__________and desperate.

Meanwhile, the police received a call from Gary's  _______. No one said anything. The line was__________，and then disconnected. And the dispatcher（调度员）__________, hoping to get an answer. When the phone just rang and rang, police were sent to______________.

Officer Patrick Daugherty entered the home and found Gary and his__________cat, Tommy. Tommy was lying next to the phone, while Gary was_________on the floor in his bedroom， And so, the only_________was that Tommy's training had been far more_________than Gary thought.

Thanks to the call made to the police! Both he and the police considered Tommy a hero.

   When my son Rob came home from school in tears，he told us two older kids had beaten him up. Rob wanted to stay home from school so he wouldn't have to meet the boys in the future.

We called the school. “We'll be happy to call the boys' parents,”we were told.“And you should call the police.”

The next day was Saturday. Rob happened to look out the window and said in alarm,“There are the boys who beat me up!”Two older boys were standing in front of our house, as if they were waiting for Rob to step outside.

I immediately began to think of what I wanted to say to them, but my wife Bev acted first. She opened the door and said with a smile,“Hi, guys. Would you like some ice cream?”

They looked at each other in puzzlement. But they were children, after all, so they shrugged their shoulders and one of them said,“Sure. Why not?”

They followed her indoors and Bev introduced herself, Rob's younger brother Tony and me. She even introduced the dog Rusty. “And I think you already know Rob,”she said, pointing to our son. Her idea was to help them to see that Rob was a person, not a target. He had a family, he lived in a neighborhood and he even owned a friendly dog.

Bev drew the boys into a conversation while we ate ice cream. She said,“I know there's been some trouble. I think there may be a misunderstanding.”They nodded.

“Rob wants to be your friend,”she continued.“Maybe we can talk about the misunderstanding so you can all be friends.”

They nodded their heads in agreement and we talked. Eventually the boys apologized and said there would be no more trouble.

The headmaster of the school called back the following week and asked about the fighting. “Did you call the police?”he asked.

“No, but we've taken care of it,”I said.

“What did you do?”he wondered.

“We fed them ice cream.”

I, together with my father, went to Zhangjiajie this summer vacation, where they paid a visit to Zhangjiajie National Forest Park. In 1982, it listed as the first national forest park of China, that covers an area of 48. 1 square kilometers. Zhangjiajie, lie in the northwest of Hunan Province, is one of the most important tourism city. What’s more, it was recognized for China’s excellent tourism city in 2000. We were deep impressed by the natural scenery there. Therefore, we had kept on taking photos. In my opinion, a journey was worthwhile, because we were tired.

   A couple of years ago I graduated from art school. After graduation I was unsure of what to do with my degree. I had majored in Illustration（插画专业）and loved it，but didn't really feel interested in doing illustrations for any companies. This left me with few options other than freelance（自由职业的）jobs and nannying.

I spent two years working as a nanny doing freelance illustrations on the side. It just wasn't quite enough to pay rent, but I loved it, so I worked well over 50 hours a week, trying to keep up with both.

Just under a year ago I went to a friend's wedding. I couldn't think of a gift for them and really didn't have a lot of money to spare so I used my talents to create a portrait for them. It wasn't much, but I hoped it would be a good gift. When I handed the portrait to them and they unwrapped it, the looks on their faces were something I did not expect. There were joyful tears in their eyes as they cried, "That's us! This is so beautiful!"

It's funny because when I was in art school portraits were always my least favourite assignment. I hated drawing people and was always so much more interested in drawing little furry creatures. Once I saw the looks on my friends' faces after giving them their portrait, it was all over. I suddenly loved portraits and wanted to do more.

I now take portraits to every wedding I go to and have given them as gifts to the families I nannied for. Every time the reaction makes all of the hard work and time I put into them so worth it.

I' ve just started offering couple, family and pet portraits as an item on my Etsy shop.