The hospital refused a dying baby one last visit with his therapy dog! When his mother smuggled the German shepherd in anyway, the dog ignored the crib-and started barking at something beside it…

“No.”

“This is not a request.”

“My son is here.”

“And your presence has become disruptive.”

Leah’s hand tightened around the crib rail. “You mean inconvenient.”

“I mean dangerous.” Dr. Vale leaned closer, keeping her smile in place for anyone watching through the glass. “After last night’s stunt, you are one complaint away from having your visitation reviewed.continue reading …