Anna Mae's puppies
I have a neighbor named Anna Mae. She's a widow with a definite opinion about things. She and her son raise puppies that they sell via the Minneapolis Star Tribune. Last night as we visited during our monthly Extension meeting Anna Mae told us the following story.
A man called inquiring about the puppies. He said, "My kids have been begging and begging us to get a puppy, but I tell them we just don't have enough space for a dog in our small suburban yard. So I told them they could get a chicken."
Being a truck driver he couldn't make the trek from the Cities himself, so the wife and kids headed down on a school day. An hour and a half's drive for a chicken.
They pulled into Anna Mae's driveway and the eleven-year-old eldest daughter got out and said, "Where's our chicken?"
Anna Mae led them to the kennel where seven adorable Golden Retriever puppies gazed with wide eyes and wagging tails. The kids started bawling because Dad had tricked them and decided a puppy would be better than a chicken after all.
Isn't that sweet? And it made Anna Mae's day to be part of their big surprise.
More later,
Traci
A man called inquiring about the puppies. He said, "My kids have been begging and begging us to get a puppy, but I tell them we just don't have enough space for a dog in our small suburban yard. So I told them they could get a chicken."
Being a truck driver he couldn't make the trek from the Cities himself, so the wife and kids headed down on a school day. An hour and a half's drive for a chicken.
They pulled into Anna Mae's driveway and the eleven-year-old eldest daughter got out and said, "Where's our chicken?"
Anna Mae led them to the kennel where seven adorable Golden Retriever puppies gazed with wide eyes and wagging tails. The kids started bawling because Dad had tricked them and decided a puppy would be better than a chicken after all.
Isn't that sweet? And it made Anna Mae's day to be part of their big surprise.
More later,
Traci
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