Lovely Love Story
Puppies For Sale
A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted
a sign as advertising for the puppies. He 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.
With that, he let out a whistle.
"Here, Dolly!" he called out to the doghouse and
Dolly ran down the ramp 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.
There was something stirring inside the doghouse. Another
little ball of fur appeared slowly. This one is noticeably
smaller. Down the ramp it slid. Then, in a somewhat awkward
manner, the little puppy 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 puppy. 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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