By daily 
On his birthday, Max sat alone in the park, his heart heavy with sadness. The world bustled around him, but he felt invisible, his small frame lost among the crowds. Despite the special day, there were no celebrations, no happy voices calling his name, and no treats or toys to mark the occasion.
Max’s fur, once bright, was now dull from the lonely months he spent wandering the streets. His eyes, usually full of life, were now clouded with tears. He had waited all day for someone to acknowledge his special day, but the park remained indifferent.
As the sun set and the park grew quiet, Max lay down on the grass, letting out a soft whimper. The stars began to appear, but they too seemed distant and cold. Max’s birthday wish was simple: to find a loving home where he would be cherished and never feel alone again.