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…

stroking the back of his hand through the crib opening. “You remember Ranger, don’t you? Big ears. Bad breath. Thinks he owns every blanket in the world.”

Caleb’s fingers twitched. It might have been nothing. Leah chose to take it as an answer.

The next day passed in pieces. Dr. Pierce came in twice. Denise squeezed Leah’s arm when no one was looking.continue reading …