By daily 
Today is my birthday, but it feels more like the end of an era. As I sit in the car, I can’t help but feel a mix of sadness and confusion. My family is moving to a new home, but they’ve decided they can’t take me with them.
I’m just a dog, trying to understand why my world is changing so suddenly. The house that was once filled with the warmth of my family now echoes with the sounds of boxes being packed and doors closing. My bed, my toys, and the corners where I used to nap are all being left behind.
Today, I should be celebrating another year of life, but instead, I’m heading to a shelter. I don’t know what to expect or how long it will be before I find a new home. All I know is that I’m saying goodbye to the family who once loved me and the home that was my safe haven.
As I look back one last time, I hope that someone will see me, understand my sadness, and offer me a new place to call home. I’m holding onto the hope that my birthday wish will come true and that someday soon, I’ll find a new family who will love me just as much as I loved them.