The Pup

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The Pup

Postby Oldducknut » Tue Jul 19, 2005 11:45 am

The Pup
« Thread Started on Yesterday at 0:19 »

A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign
advertising the 4 pups. 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 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. "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 ackward 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
>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 to 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
>to love."
> The world if full of people who need someone who
> understands.
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