The Farmer

The Farmer

The Farmer

The Farmer…

“Puppies for sale”


Good morning readers,

I hope the return to work yesterday for many, wasn’t too difficult with the great weather we are having. Thank you for the many offers of help with my washing machine. I have now had the old one removed and waiting for the new one to arrive, its going to be a busy weekend of washing lol.

This little story was sent to me a couple of weeks ago. As i’m a softy, it pulled on a few heart strings and it has a strong message… I just had to share it with you all.


The Farmer, The Farmer, Full Body Massage Service

The Farmer

A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. Hr painted a sign advertising the 4 puppies he had and set about nailing the sign to a post on the edge of his yard. As he was driving the last nail into the post, he felt  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 pupies come from fine parents and cost a great 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 fifty-nine pence. is that enough to take a look?”

“Sure,” said the farmer. And with that he let out a whistle. “Here, Dolly!” he called.

Out of the dog house and down the ramp ran Dolly followed by four little balls of fur. The little boy pressed his fave 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 of fur appeared, this one noticeably smaller. Down the ramp it slip. Then in a somewhat awkward manner, the little pup began hobbling towards 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 little 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 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, 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.”

~ Author Unknown

The Farmer, The Farmer, Full Body Massage Service






There is a moral to this story and i’m sure you can figure it out…

Thanks for stopping by and I hope you understood the moral of the story.

Take carte of you and yours, and have a great day!

Sue x

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