Lika was a small, scruffy dog with big, soulful eyes. Today was his birthday, but there was no festive atmosphere in the house. No balloons, no cake, and no cheerful party guests. Instead, the house was quiet, and Lika felt a heavy weight in his heart.
Usually, his birthday was a happy occasion. His human, a kind-hearted woman named Anya, would always throw him a small party. There would be treats, toys, and lots of belly rubs. But this year, Anya was away on a trip, leaving Lika all alone.
Lika sat by the window, watching the birds flitting from tree to tree. He wondered why no one had sent him birthday wishes. He missed Anya terribly, and the silence of the house made him feel even more lonely.
As the day wore on, Lika’s spirits sank lower and lower. He curled up in a ball on his bed and tried to sleep, but his mind was racing. He thought about all the happy birthdays he had had in the past. He remembered the joy of chasing after a squeaky toy, the thrill of digging up a buried bone, and the comfort of snuggling up to Anya on a cold night.
Just when Lika thought his day couldn’t get any worse, he heard a faint scratching sound at the door. He jumped up and ran to investigate. There, standing on the doorstep, was a small, brown puppy. The puppy wagged its tail excitedly and looked up at Lika with big, innocent eyes.
Lika’s heart melted. He knew that the puppy was a stray, and he felt a pang of sympathy for the little creature. He opened the door and let the puppy inside. The puppy immediately made itself at home, exploring the house with boundless energy.
As Lika watched the puppy play, he began to feel a little better. The puppy’s presence was like a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day. He realized that even though he was alone, he wasn’t completely forgotten. The puppy’s companionship was a gift, and it made his birthday a little less lonely.
