By daily 
Rocky in the morning of his 4th birthday, the sun streaming through the window, warming his fluffy coat. He jumped out of bed, his tail wagging like a flag, excited for the day ahead. This was his special day, and he could almost taste the treats and fun awaiting him.
But as the hours passed, the usual morning commotion seemed quieter than usual. No one had mentioned anything about his birthday. Rocky watched as his family went about their day, completely oblivious to his excited energy. He even tried nudging them with his nose, hoping for a hint of cake or a special toy, but nothing came.
Feeling a bit disheartened, Rocky curled up in his favorite sunny spot on the living room floor, his heart heavy. Just when he thought the day would end without any celebration, he heard a familiar sound—the rustle of wrapping paper! His ears perked up, and he dashed over to find his family gathering around the table, smiles on their faces.