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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."

Holding the little pup 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. It's National
Friendship Week. Show your friends how much you care.
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Hello, my name is Heather and I have a C5 C7 spinal cord injury. It has been 3
1/2 years since my injury happened. I recently started a spinal cord injury web
site. It is for persons with spinal cord injury, their family, and spouses.
The site has member profiles, information/resources, member stories and an
in-depth forum. The web site opened three weeks ago and we have approximately
95 members. Soon we will have a chat room. If you get a chance check out the
web site you don't have to sign up to look at the web site and it's free. I also
have a spinal cord injury Yahoo group. If you would like a link for that you
can go to my web site on the items of interest page and click on it.
http://spinalresource.com/






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Mon Apr 25, 2005 2:39 am

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