05/08/2009 1:06 AM
Posted by Whitetigress
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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 little boy.
"Mister," he said, "I want
to buy one of your puppies."
"Well," said the farmer,
as he rubbed
the sweat off the back of 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 pup 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 the farmer handed it to the
little boy.
"How much?" asked the little boy. "No charge,"
answered the farmer, "there's no charge for love."
