The small hospital room was quiet. A five-year-old boy lay on crisp white sheets, his eyes wide and tired. Doctors had told his parents that surgery was his only chance. Nurses were preparing him for anesthesia when the boy whispered softly: — “Can… can Archie come to me?” — “Who is Archie, sweetheart?” one nurse asked gently. — “My dog. I miss him so much. Please…” His lips trembled. — “Honey, animals aren’t allowed in the hospital. You’re very weak, you understand…” she tried to explain. The b