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You Can't Buy A Little Boy's Love

Posted Jul 25 2009 12:00am

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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

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

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.


Many thanks to Renee over at Life with My Special Ks for posting this sweet story. Have you been the farmer in someone's life today? Or ever? I'd love to hear about your "farming experiences"!

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