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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 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
> 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."
> >
> > The world is full of people who need someone who understands.
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