A woman approached us as we walked along the sidewalk in the hospital corridor near my home. “May I ask you a question?” she asked. “Sure.” “Is it okay if I approach your dog?” “Of course.” She walked up to Jaxon and kneeled down to pet him. “Oh, I so needed a mini Schnauzer ‘fix’ this morning. We don’t live here and our dog is back home. I miss her so.” She looked up at me. “My husband is in the Intensive Care Unit.” “Oh, dear. Covid?” I asked. “No, he had a heart attack. And, last night they had to take him back into surgery where he then suffered…