A farmer had some pedigree puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising these prize pups and set about nailing it to a post on the edge of his yard. As he was driving the last nail in he felt a tug on his trousers. He looked down into the eyes of a little boy.
``Hey mister, I want to buy one of your puppies.''
``Well,'' said the farmer as he rubbed the sweat from his brow, ``these puppies come from a fine family and cost a lot of money.''
Not to be put off by such trifles the little boy asked if he could just have a look at them.
``Sure,'' said the farmer, and with...