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…

disbelieving laugh. “The foundation inspection.”

“It’s not my rule.”

“My baby is dying in that crib, and somebody upstairs is worried a dog might shed on the floor?”

Dr. Pierce flinched, but he did not defend the hospital. That frightened her more than if he had. “I can ask,” he said. “I’ll take it to Dr. Vale myself.”

“Then ask like it matters.”

His eyes continue reading …