Have you ever wondered how cats found their way back home? Scientists have studied the capabilities of our pets to find their homes and they are no less sophisticated than using GPS or making a phone call for directions.
In fact, as this story demonstrates, the way cats do it may be even more effective than we do.
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Farmer Tries To Convince A Boy Not To Buy This Crippled Dog. His Response Had Me In Tears.
A farmer had puppies he had to sell. He painted a sign on which the puppies were recruited and began nailing it to a pole at the edge of his garden. As he drove the last nail into the post, he felt a pull on his suit. He looked into the eyes of a little boy. “Sir,” he said. “I want to buy one of your puppies.”
“Good,” said the farmer, rubbing sweat on his neck. “These puppies are good parents and cost a lot of money.”
The boy lowered his head for a moment. Then he fumbled in his pocket, pulled out a handful of money and handed it to the farmer. “I have 89 cents, is it enough, at least, to take a look?”
“Of course,” said the farmer. And with that, he pronounced a pipe. “Here, Dolly!” He called.
Dolly came out of the doghouse and down the ramp, followed by four small pellets. The little boy pressed his face against the fence. His eyes danced with joy. When the dogs arrived at the fence, the little boy noticed something else in the doghouse.
Slowly, another small ball of hair appeared, which was noticeably smaller. He slipped on the ramp. Then the little boy waved awkwardly to the others and did his best to catch up with him. “I want that,” said the little boy, quickly pointing to the dwarf.
The farmer knelt beside the boy and said, “Son, you do not want this puppy, he will never run and play with you as other dogs do.”
With that, the little boy pulled back from the fence, reached out and wrapped one leg of his trousers. He discovered a steel leg that ran on both sides of his leg and was attached to a custom shoe. When he looked at the farmer again, he said, “Look, sir, I did not go myself and he will need someone who understands.”
With tears in his eyes, the farmer spread the little puppy. Carefully, he was holding it to the little boy.
How much?” asked the little boy. “No charge,” answered the farmer, “There’s no charge for love and understanding.”