The doctors allowed the dog to enter the room to say goodbye to his owner – a few hours later, the nurse walked in and screamed in horror

Hours passed. When she peeked in again, they were still curled together—Ritchie’s head resting on the man’s shoulder, their chests rising and falling in quiet sync. She smiled and closed the door.

By evening, the room had gone silent. Too silent.

The monitor was flat.

“Sir?” she whispered as she stepped closer. But then she saw it.

Ritchie hadn’t moved. He lay across the man’s chest, nose tucked against his neck, eyes closed. She checked for a pulse. There was none.

The man had slipped away peacefully in his sleep—and the dog’s heart, it seemed, had simply followed.

She gasped, hand over her mouth. Staff rushed in. Even the physician who’d questioned the visit paused in the doorway, stunned.Continue reading…