A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign
> > advertising the 4 pups. And set about nailing it to a post on the
edge
> > of his yard. As he was driving the last nail into the post, he felt
a
> > tug on his overalls. He looked down into the eyes of a little boy.
> >
> > "Mister," he said, "I want to buy one of your puppies."
> > "Well," said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat of the back off his
> > neck, "These puppies come from fine parents and cost a good deal of
> > money."
> >
> > The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then reaching deep into his
> > pocket, he pulled out a handful of change and held it up to the
farmer.
> >
> >
> > "I've got thirty-nine cents. Is that enough to take a look?"
"Sure,"
> > said the farmer. And with that he let out a whistle. "Here, Dolly!"
he
> > called.
> >
> > Out from the doghouse and down the ramp ran Dolly followed by four
> > little balls of fur.
> >
> > The little boy pressed his face against the chain link fence. His
eyes
> > danced with delight.
> >
> > As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed
> > something else stirring inside the doghouse. Slowly another little
ball
> > appeared, this one noticeably smaller. Down the ramp it slid. Then
in a
> > somewhat awkward manner, the little pup began hobbling toward the
> > others,doing its best to catch up....
> >
> > "I want that one," the little boy said, pointing to the runt. The
> > farmer knelt down at the boy's side and said, "Son, you don't want
that
> > puppy. He will never be able to run and play with you like these
other
> > dogs would."
> >
> > With that the little boy stepped back from the fence, reached down,
and
> > began rolling up one leg of his trousers. In doing so he revealed
a
> > steel brace running down both sides of his leg attaching itself to
a
> > specially made shoe. Looking back up at the farmer, he said, "You
see
> > sir, I don't run too well myself, and he will need someone who
> > understands." With tears in his eyes, the farmer reached down and
picked
> > up the little pup. Holding it carefully he handed it to the little
boy.
> >
> >
> > "How much?" asked the little boy. "No charge," answered the
farmer,
> > "There's no charge for love."
> > advertising the 4 pups. And set about nailing it to a post on the
edge
> > of his yard. As he was driving the last nail into the post, he felt
a
> > tug on his overalls. He looked down into the eyes of a little boy.
> >
> > "Mister," he said, "I want to buy one of your puppies."
> > "Well," said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat of the back off his
> > neck, "These puppies come from fine parents and cost a good deal of
> > money."
> >
> > The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then reaching deep into his
> > pocket, he pulled out a handful of change and held it up to the
farmer.
> >
> >
> > "I've got thirty-nine cents. Is that enough to take a look?"
"Sure,"
> > said the farmer. And with that he let out a whistle. "Here, Dolly!"
he
> > called.
> >
> > Out from the doghouse and down the ramp ran Dolly followed by four
> > little balls of fur.
> >
> > The little boy pressed his face against the chain link fence. His
eyes
> > danced with delight.
> >
> > As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed
> > something else stirring inside the doghouse. Slowly another little
ball
> > appeared, this one noticeably smaller. Down the ramp it slid. Then
in a
> > somewhat awkward manner, the little pup began hobbling toward the
> > others,doing its best to catch up....
> >
> > "I want that one," the little boy said, pointing to the runt. The
> > farmer knelt down at the boy's side and said, "Son, you don't want
that
> > puppy. He will never be able to run and play with you like these
other
> > dogs would."
> >
> > With that the little boy stepped back from the fence, reached down,
and
> > began rolling up one leg of his trousers. In doing so he revealed
a
> > steel brace running down both sides of his leg attaching itself to
a
> > specially made shoe. Looking back up at the farmer, he said, "You
see
> > sir, I don't run too well myself, and he will need someone who
> > understands." With tears in his eyes, the farmer reached down and
picked
> > up the little pup. Holding it carefully he handed it to the little
boy.
> >
> >
> > "How much?" asked the little boy. "No charge," answered the
farmer,
> > "There's no charge for love."
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