No Price On Love
A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising the four puppies, and set
about nailing it to a post at the edge of his yard. As he was driving the last nail to the post, he felt a tug on
his overalls. He looked down into the eyes of a little boy.
"Mister," said the little boy, "I want to buy one of your puppies."
"Well," said the farmer has he wiped 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 pockets pulled out a handfull of
change and held it up to the farmer.
"I've got thirty-nine cents." said the little boy, "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 towards the others, doing it's best to catch
up...
"I want that one." The little boy said, pointing to the runt.
The farmer knelt down by the boys side and said, "Son, you don't want that puppy. He would never be
able to run and play with you like these other puppies 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 the boy 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 the puppy to the little boy.
"How much?" asked the little boy.
"No charge" replied the farmer, "there's no charge for love."
A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising the four puppies, and set
about nailing it to a post at the edge of his yard. As he was driving the last nail to the post, he felt a tug on
his overalls. He looked down into the eyes of a little boy.
"Mister," said the little boy, "I want to buy one of your puppies."
"Well," said the farmer has he wiped 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 pockets pulled out a handfull of
change and held it up to the farmer.
"I've got thirty-nine cents." said the little boy, "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 towards the others, doing it's best to catch
up...
"I want that one." The little boy said, pointing to the runt.
The farmer knelt down by the boys side and said, "Son, you don't want that puppy. He would never be
able to run and play with you like these other puppies 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 the boy 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 the puppy to the little boy.
"How much?" asked the little boy.
"No charge" replied the farmer, "there's no charge for love."
