Two hours later, a bark echoed down the hallway. Nurses stopped mid-stride. A thin dog with a graying muzzle stood at the doorway, tail wagging weakly, scanning the room until his eyes landed on the man.
The nurse opened the door. Ritchie trotted inside, paying no mind to anyone else. He climbed onto the bed with careful steps, avoiding the wires and tubes, and curled against his human.
