By daily 
Max spent his birthday waiting eagerly by the door. From sunrise to sunset, he hoped his parents would come home to celebrate with him.
As the hours ticked by, Max’s excitement turned into worry. His parents had promised a special day, but the sun set, and the door remained empty. Max’s tail wagged less and less, replaced by a growing sadness.
When night fell, Max lay down by the door, his eyes tired and hopeful. Finally, his parents arrived, but it was late, and they seemed unaware of how long he had waited. They quickly acknowledged his birthday with a small treat, but Max’s heart was heavy. He tried to be happy, but the celebration felt hollow.
Max, once full of hope, lay down in the quiet house, feeling a deep sense of disappointment. His special day was overshadowed by the long wait and the silent ache of not having his parents there to share in his excitement.