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Friday, February 27, 2015
There are so many great hearts in this world
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 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. "Iv'e got two dollars and thirty 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 around with delight.
As the dogs made their way to the fence, the boy noticed something else stirring inside the doghouse.
Slowly another little ball appeared, this one noticeably smaller.
Down the ramp it slid. Then in an awkward manner, the little pup began hobbling toward the others, doing it's best to catch up....
"I want that one," said the little boy, pointing to the runt.
The farmer knelt down at the boy's side and said, "Son, you don't wan't 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 of his trousers. In doing so he revealed a steel brace running sown 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 is no charge for LOVE"
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