In Puerto Rico many years ago near the Condado Lagoon, there lived a poor fisherman. He lived alone in a hut. His only companion（同伴）was his dog.
The fisherman and his dog were devoted to each other. They might be seen strolling（散步on the white sandy beach. Or they might be seen coming through the tangle of vines（草藤丛）along the road that led to San Juan. However, there was one place where nobody saw them together. That was in the fisherman's boat. The man never took the dog along with him.
But the dog was always beside his master as the fisherman made his little boat ready to sail（航行）.When the man pulled out to sea each morning, the dog would scamper（奔跑）up on the high ridge（山岭）that separated the Condado Lagoon from the open sea. There he would sit and watch all day. The dog never moved until late afternoon when he saw the little boat return. Then he would race back to the shore to greet his master. And together the man and the dog would set off for（动身去）San Juan to sell the fresh－caught（刚捕到的）fish.
