By daily 
The yard was adorned with colorful streamers, a table set with treats, and a cake that seemed to radiate happiness. Yet, Runi sat alone, her birthday hat tilted slightly as she waited. This was supposed to be a celebration, but the emptiness of the party echoed louder than any bark or laughter.
She wandered among the decorations, her heart heavy with disappointment. “Is no one coming?” her eyes seemed to ask.
But just as the last glimmer of hope began to fade, a familiar whistle pierced the silence. Turning around, she saw her family rushing towards her, arms full of gifts and apologies for the delay.
The party wasn’t empty after all—it was simply late to begin. And as Runi wagged her tail with newfound joy, her lonely celebration transformed into a day she’d never forget.
“Even the quietest birthdays,” the caption read, “can hold the loudest surprises.”