By daily 
Ace on his 7th birthday He was officially a “big dog” now, but in his heart, he still felt like a playful pup. As the morning sun filtered through the windows, Ace hoped for an exciting day ahead. He trotted around the house, glancing at his family, tail wagging, thinking, maybe today there will be something special.
But as the hours passed, things seemed pretty normal. There were no extra treats, no birthday toys, just the usual day-to-day. Ace, ever hopeful, kept checking the door for visitors or sniffing around the kitchen for a hint of cake.
As the evening came, Ace began to understand that maybe this birthday wasn’t going to be filled with fanfare. He lay down in his favorite spot by the couch, his eyes soft but still full of love. He didn’t mind too much. His family may have forgotten the big party, but they hadn’t forgotten him. He still had his evening belly rubs, and he still had all the affection he could ever need.