They Said I’ll Get No Birthday Wishes… Is That True? ππͺ❤ Today is supposed to be my special day. A day with maybe a little extra love, a warm hug, or even a soft “Happy Birthday” whispered with kindness. But instead, I sit here, watching the world go by through the bars of my kennel. No cake. No candles. No visitors rushing in with smiles or treats. Just silence—and the echo of the words I overheard: “No one’s coming for her. She’s not getting any birthday wishes.”
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It wasn’t meant to hurt, I’m sure. Maybe it was just someone being honest. But those words stayed with me, heavier than any leash I’ve ever worn. Because deep down, I still believe. I believe that someone, somewhere, cares. That someone would look at my photo, see past my age or my scars, and say, “She matters.”
I’m not the youngest pup in the shelter anymore. My face has a few gray hairs, my walk a little slower than it used to be. But my heart? It still races at the sound of footsteps. My tail still wags when I see a kind face. I still press my paw through the bars, hoping someone will take it—and hold on.
Is it silly to hope for birthday wishes? Maybe. But I’ve learned that even the smallest gesture—a kind word, a gentle touch, a whispered promise—can light up the darkest corners of a lonely heart.
So today, I’ll wait. I’ll press my paw out just like always. I’ll close my eyes and imagine someone whispering, “Happy Birthday, sweet girl.” Not for pity, but because I’m still here. Still worthy of love. Still someone’s someday.
And if you’re reading this—if your heart is open—maybe you’ll be the one who proves them wrong. Maybe you’ll be the one who says, “She does deserve birthday wishes. She deserves the world.”
Because I may be just one dog in a shelter, forgotten by many. But today… maybe not by you. πΎπ❤️
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