hound造句怎么写

Why, the dirty low-down hound, sneaking around spying into other people's Business like that.

He came to her, his black face as forlorn as a lost and masterless hound.

But not as equals; the hound returns to his home with the humans and the fox returns to the wild.

Cem, his hound dog, came up to him then and nuzzled his hand before lying down at his feet.

Tabloid newspapers such as the Sun and the Daily Mail hound judges who pass, or even seek to justify, lenient sentences.

Ever wonder if that whiskery fellow walking his jowly Scottish terrier or that leggy, long-haired blonde jogging with her Afghan hound were just flukes?

Only after the member of the pursued and persecuted race does a favor for his oppressor (when the hunted saves the hunter's life) does the hound grant the fox permission to continue living.

But there was a cough, and the breathing of the huge hound stopped, and then a breathy whisper came, hoarse, and sounding just as a dog would sound if dogs could talk.

后来，人们用fitchcock,muckworm,whiffler,ramscallion,squinny和snool来侮辱彼此。 到了20世纪，此类词汇又有了新成员加入：tripe-hound, shite-poke,roach和lug。

My sister is a movie hound.

The hound was quartering the woods.

“That song about a hound dog!” said Tex.

Abundance doesn't mean redundance. The hound found a profound book on the roundabout.

I had seen the time when an old hound like that had given his life so that I migh live.

Man's best friend joined the list of cloned animals as South Korean scientists led announced they had created the world's first cloned dog from an Afghan hound.

It's hard for a man to stand and watch an old hound fight against such odds, especially if that man has memories in his heart like I had in mine.

News hound sniffs the air.

Fox is Abandoned - the Fox and the hound.

Our fox and hound find their long friendship thoroughly obliterated and end up trying to kill each other.

Later insults included fitchcock, muckworm, whiffler, ramscallion, squinny and snool, not to mention such 20th-century additions as tripe-hound, shite-poke, roach and lug.

I'm thinking about my good old hound.

Somehow, the lab/hound mix (pictured above) managed to spend the money simply by chewing on the plastic controller.

The hound found a profound book on the roundabout.

Leverette and photographer Dick Parrot managed to choreograph a moment's stillness by Emma Jean the basset hound, Oscar the Yorkshire terrier, Doogie the poodle and Clementine the English bulldog for the Kivlighan family.