Gret was a small, scruffy terrier with a heart of gold. He was a stray dog, living on the streets of a bustling city. He had no home, no family, and no one to love him.
Today was Gret’s birthday. He knew that no one would celebrate with him, no one would give him a gift or a kind word. He was a homeless dog, after all, and no one cared about him.
Gret wandered the streets, his tail tucked between his legs. He looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with sadness. He wished he had a home, a family, someone to love him.
He found a quiet spot under a bridge and curled up. As he lay there, he thought about his life. He had been a stray for as long as he could remember. He had never known the love of a family, the warmth of a home.
Tears welled up in Gret’s eyes. He was lonely, scared, and unwanted. He wished things were different.
As the sun began to set, Gret heard a soft voice calling his name. He looked up to see a little girl standing there, her eyes filled with compassion. She approached him cautiously, offering him a piece of bread.
Gret hesitated at first, but his hunger overcame his fear. He ate the bread gratefully. The little girl smiled and knelt down, petting him gently. She told him how much she loved him and wished him a happy birthday.
Gret’s heart warmed as he listened to her words. He had never felt so loved or appreciated. He knew that he would never have the same life as the other dogs in the city, but he was grateful for the kindness that the little girl had shown him.
As the sun disappeared below the horizon, Gret lay down, his tail wagging gently. He had spent his birthday alone, but he had not been forgotten. He had received a gift, a kind word, and a touch of love. And that was enough.
