No Charge for Love.

Post 709 ~ ~ ~ Wednesday, 27th October, 2010.

Hello again my friends ~~ Well after the death of a
dear friend, my brother Peter has flown down for the
funeral on Friday. It is great to see him again, but
it will be a sad day on Friday, as we have been very
good friends for many many years - over 50 in fact.
He arrived this afternoon in a nice hire vehicle, and
John has been around to see him already.

Our friend, Anne was more worried about her husband
than herself, as she fought so hard to beat cancer all
through her body. They were a lovely couple and I feel
so sorry for Keith and their two daughters. I am so glad
that Peter was able to come as it will mean so much to
them.

The first item tonight was sent to me by my daughter
in Q'ld, Julie and also my cousin David. Thank you both.

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 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
to the farmer. . . "I've got 39 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 it's
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 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 pup, holding it carefully, he handed it to the little boy.

"How much?" asked the little boy. "No charge," said the
farmer. "There's no charge for love.."

The world is full of people who need someone who understands.
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A few ahort jokes from my dear friend Lady Di. Thanks Dianne.

One day my housework-challenged husband decided to wash
his Sweatshirt. Seconds after he stepped into the laundry
room, he shouted to me "What setting do I use on the washing
machine?"
"It depends," I replied. "What does it say on your shirt?"
He yelled back, "OHIO STATE"
And they say blondes are dumb . . . .
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A couple are lying in bed. The man says, "I'm going to make
you the happiest woman in the world . . . ."

The woman replies, "I'll miss you . . . . ..
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"It's just too hot to wear clothes today" Jack says as he
stepped out of the shower, "Honey, what do you think the
neighbors would think if I mowed the lawn like this?"

Probably that I married you for your money," she replied.
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Q:What do you call an intelligent, good-looking, sensitive man?
A. A rumor.
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Dear Lord, I pray for wisdom to understand my man; Love
to forgive him; and patience for his moods.
Because, Lord, if I pray for strength, I'll beat him to death."
Amen.
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Q : Why do little boys whine?
A : They are practicing to be men.
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Q : What do you call a handcuffed man?
A : Trustworthy.
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Q : What does it mean when a man is in your
bed gasping for breath and calling your name?
A : You did not hold the pillow down long enough.
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Q : How do you keep your husband from reading
your e mail?
A : Rename the e mail folder, "Instruction Manual."
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Not a great effort tonight, will do better next time.
Look after yourselves and each other. Love and
Best wishes to you all. Cheers, Merle.

Post 709 ~~ Wednesday, 27th October, 2010.
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