The doctors allowed his dog to say goodbye before shutting off the life-supporting equipment that was keeping the young cop alive, but then an unexpected event occurred.
The police officer had been lying in the intensive care unit for over a month. In the dim light of the room, many of the devices fastened to his body flickered softly. The devastating diagnosis was severe traumatic brain injury from a military wound received during service. He lost consciousness and never came back. Every day, despite the physicians’ best efforts, hope was fading.
That day, the medical personnel had to make a difficult decision: if there were no signs of recovery, they would cut off the life-support systems. The family had already been informed. Before they made that terrible action, they allowed his loyal friend, a little puppy named Lari, to enter the room.
As a puppy, Lari had already served alongside the officer in the K9 squad. Mutual trust, training, night shifts, and danger were among their many commonalities. The dog was carried inside the antiseptic chamber and stepped forward slowly, his ears relaxed and his big eyes shining with confusion and worry.
When Lari saw his master, who was still, his attitude changed. The dog froze, stayed still, and studied the familiar face carefully. He began barking loudly, forcefully, and insistently after a moment, as if to wake his master. He then jumped straight into the bed, smelled his owner’s face, and wagged his tail with surprising zeal, as though it were just another reunion after a shift.
In what seemed to be an effort to share his warmth, Lari laid down on the man’s chest and rubbed his entire body against him after continuing to lick his hands and bark. At that precise moment, something strange and unexpected happened 
The medical equipment beeped sharply, and the displays glowed as if they had picked up some unknown signal. His heart rate increased and his breathing changed.
“What’s going on?” the nurse asked as she rushed into the room.
The doctors rushed in in panic. When the first clear signs of spontaneous breathing appeared on the screen, they were shocked.
The policeman blinked, then tried to move his fingers. The dog rubbed his nose against his cheek and gave him a happy bark, as if calling him back to life.
Nobody understood how to explain this phenomenon; perhaps the familiar scent, the voice, and the dog’s presence had triggered the deepest parts of the brain, reviving memories and the will to live.
For the first time in a long time, the officer’s eyes were focused on the joyful Lari as he regained consciousness despite his weakness. In fact, he seemed to try to smile.
Continuing to stare at one another in shock, one of the physicians spoke softly:
Okay, buddy Apparently, allowing him to say goodbye wasn’t in vain.
