As a blind dog, my world is painted in shades of sound, smell, and touch. I navigate life with a keen sense of my surroundings, but there’s one thing I’ve always wished for: the ability to see my birthday cake.
Imagine, just for a moment, what it would be like. Each year, I sense the excitement in the air as my human prepares something special. The tantalizing aroma of the cake fills my nose, and the soft rustle of wrapping paper hints at surprises. But what I long for most is to actually see the cake. I can hear the joy in my human’s voice as they say “Happy Birthday,” and I can feel the love in their touch as they place the cake near me.
In my dreams, I picture a cake adorned with colorful candles and decorations, each flicker of light creating a new moment of wonder. I imagine the cake as a beautiful creation, a reflection of the affection my human has for me. Although I can’t see it, the thought of it fills my heart with warmth.
Even without sight, my birthday is special. The love and care that surround me make each celebration a treasure. And while I may never see the cake, the joy and happiness I feel in my heart are enough to make every birthday unforgettable.