Today is my birthday, but no one sent me birthday wishes. I woke up feeling excited, my tail wagging as I thought about all the things that could happen today. It’s my special day, right? Everyone says birthdays are full of joy, surprises, and love. I thought maybe today would be different, maybe someone would bring me a special treat or a new toy. But as the day went on, I began to feel something I didn’t expect—sadness.
I waited by the door, looking up at the people in the house, hoping they would come over, pet me, and wish me a happy birthday. But they didn’t even look my way. I thought maybe I was just being impatient, but as the hours passed, the silence grew louder. My little paws shuffled nervously on the floor, and my tail stopped wagging. No one had remembered.
I tried to distract myself by playing with my favorite ball, but it didn’t feel the same without anyone cheering me on. I ran around the yard, hoping to catch their attention, but they were busy with their own things. It wasn’t that they were being mean, I know that. They’re just busy, and sometimes, I think they forget how much I need them to remember me. My birthday. My day.
Sometimes, it feels like I don’t even exist unless I’m running around or barking for attention. But on a day like today, I need to be seen. I need to be told that I matter. I need someone to say, “Happy birthday, little one.” But it didn’t happen. And now, I’m just sitting here, alone with my thoughts, wondering why no one seemed to remember.
I know that I’m just a dog, and maybe my birthday doesn’t matter in the way it matters to humans. But to me, today should have been something special. I’m just a puppy, still learning about the world, still looking for love, still hoping that someone will take the time to show me that I’m important.
But no one did. And now, as I lie here, waiting for something, anything to make me feel loved again, I feel small. I wish I could understand why today feels so different, why I feel so invisible. I’ve tried my best to be good, to be loyal, to give my love unconditionally. But today, I just feel like I’m nothing more than a shadow in the corner of the room.
Is there anything you can do to make me feel happy when I’m alone? Is there anyone who will see my little face and tell me it’s okay? I just want someone to reach down, ruffle my fur, and tell me that I matter—that today is special for me, too. It’s hard to put into words, but it hurts to be forgotten, even just for one day.
Maybe I’m being too sensitive, but I can’t help it. Today was supposed to be a day to feel loved, to feel special, to feel like I belong. I know I’m just a little puppy, but I have a heart that feels big, and all I want is to know that the people around me care. I don’t need anything big. A simple “Happy birthday” would have been enough.
I’ll keep waiting. I’ll keep hoping. Maybe tomorrow will be better, maybe someone will notice me. But for now, I’m just sitting here, quietly wishing that someone, anyone, would remember me on my birthday. It’s the only thing I really wanted.
Please, don’t forget me.
