As a stray dog, my days are often filled with solitude, but today is different—today is my birthday. I wander through the streets, seeking comfort where I can find it, but on this special day, the loneliness feels even more profound. Each year, as my birthday approaches, I wonder if this year will be different. Will someone notice me? Will I find a kind soul to share my day with?
This year, like the ones before, I find myself in the quiet corner of an abandoned park. The sun casts long shadows, and the cool breeze does little to soothe the emptiness inside me. I watch as people pass by, laughing and celebrating their own special moments. I can only imagine what it would be like to be included in their joy, to have a warm home and a loving family.
I try to make the best of my situation. I find a spot where the grass is a bit softer and lie down, closing my eyes and dreaming of a different life. In my dreams, there are people who care for me, who throw me a party with treats and toys. But as I open my eyes, I’m back to reality—a stray dog with no one to celebrate with.
Even though today is lonely, I hold onto a tiny spark of hope. Maybe one day, someone will find me and my birthday will be filled with happiness and love. For now, I will continue to wander, always hopeful that tomorrow might bring a new beginning.