“You can’t bring a dog in here,” they shouted—until the ER fell silent. A wounded military dog entered, holding a dying girl. What was on her wrist changed everything.
“Sir, you can’t bring animals in here!” The words echoed through the Emergency Room—and then died. Because no one moved. No one breathed. I had worked the ER at Saint Raphael Medical Center in Milwaukee for nearly eight years. Eight years of blood-soaked scrubs, shattered families, and nights where death sat so close it felt … Read more