They took the dog to say farewell to its owner before a serious procedure, but suddenly the dog started barking loudly and bit the doctor: everyone was astonished when they found out why. The doctors stated that the procedure was required. They couldn’t wait any longer. The tumor was growing too quickly. The chances of survival were only 20%. The physicians were straightforward: she had to get on the surgical table right away or it would be too late in a few months. But the woman realized she might never wake up again, so she begged to see her dog one more time.
– Please, – her voice quivered. – Please let me see my dog before starting. The doctors looked at each other. The woman was 43 years old. Alone. No family, no children. Only the dog, Greta, an old and devoted German Shepherd. They had been living together for over ten years. Greta had remained by her side through the most difficult times, including the death of her parents, the divorce, and illness.
– Ten minutes, – one of the doctors replied hesitantly. Greta was initially perplexed by the hospital odors and white walls, but she soon recognized her owner and rushed to her. – Hello, my girl,” the mother said as she stroked her soft fur. Her hands were covered in tears. – I apologize… I’m sorry to leave you. I am terrified, but you do not have to be. I adore you, my smart daughter. The dog crushed her body against her, froze, and then grew attentive.
Greta let out a growl. It wasn’t a frightening sound. When the owner saw her devoted dog jump between her and the doctors who entered the room with a stretcher, she raised her elbows in confusion. – What are you doing, Greta? “Quiet!” she shouted, terrified. But the dog continued to snarl. One of the physicians approached to take the woman for the operation, but Greta sprang forward and bit the doctor’s arm. She had never done this before.
The doctors were taken aback when they discovered why the dog behaved that way. The nurses cried, “Take the dog away!” The woman watched everything in shock. Greta screamed and howled, attempting to get free, as if she wanted to communicate something significant, essential, and only she could comprehend. Then she understood. – Wait, – the woman replied hesitantly. – I… I refuse the operation. Conduct another examination. Immediately.
– That’s insane, – the doctor protested, holding his bandaged arm. – You’re endangering your life! – How do I feel? I need to be sure. She senses something. My dog has never behaved this way before. That evening, she had further tests done. New scans. An MRI. They could not believe their eyes. Not one of the physicians. The tumor had disappeared. Completely. There’s no trace. It’s as if it never existed.
A week later, she was out strolling with Greta at the park. Without intravenous fluids. Without stitches. Without fear. She crouched before the dog and pressed her head against its chest. – You saved me. You knew. How?.. Greta sighed quietly, licked her cheek, and rested her head against her shoulder.