By daily 
Hazel on his 7th birthday, He stretched out on his favorite rug, expecting something special to happen—after all, birthdays were always fun! But as the day unfolded, things seemed oddly normal.
The usual routine continued. Breakfast was the same, and his family was busy with their day. Hazel wandered around the house, his wagging tail slowing with each step. By the afternoon, he was sitting by the window, watching as time passed, wondering if anyone remembered.
As evening rolled in, Hazel quietly curled up on the couch, resting his head on his paws. The day hadn’t been filled with cake or toys, but his family was still nearby, and that brought him comfort. He knew they loved him, even if the special birthday surprise hadn’t come this year.
And as he drifted off to sleep, Hazel dreamed of next year—hoping for a party filled with all the treats and belly rubs he could imagine.