My friend Jane once found a weasel（鼬鼠）when he was very young. As she was fond of pets,she thought she would bring him up. Of course he had to be taught: all young things have to, and this weasel knew (56) . The good lady first began with(57)some milk into her hand and(58) him drink from it. Very soon, he would not take milk(59) any other way. After his dinner, he would run to a soft blanket that was  (60)in Jane's bedroom. He slept there(61) one or two hours. This was all very well in the day, but Jane did not feel(62) in leaving him loose during the night. Thus, whenever she went to bed,she(63)the weasel up in a little cage that stood(64) by.If she(65)to wake up early,she would open the cage,and the weasel would come into her bed and go to sleep again(66) next to her.If she was already dressed when he was let(67) ,he would jump all about her,and would never once miss (68)on her hands. All his ways were pretty and gentle. He would stand(69)Jane's shoulder and give little soft pats to her chin. He would run over a whole room(70)of people at the mere sound of her voice.He was very fond of the sun and would roll about whenever it (71)on him. The little weasel was rather a thirsty animal,but he would not drink much at a(72) .Baths were quite new to him, and he could not(73)up his mind to them. Because of his dislike for baths, he suffered a good deal on(74)days.His nearest approach to bathing was a(75) cloth wrapped round him,and this evidently gave him great pleasure.