It was Oli’s birthday, but today didn’t feel as joyful as he’d hoped. He noticed the others seemed quieter around him, their glances lingering only briefly before they drifted away. He couldn’t shake the feeling that maybe he didn’t quite live up to their expectations, that somehow, he wasn’t the kind of dog they wanted him to be.
As the day wore on, Oli’s heart grew heavy. Every wag of his tail felt slower, his usually bright eyes dimming with disappointment. He retreated to his cozy spot by the window, watching the leaves dance outside, wondering what he might need to change to fit in.
Then, in the midst of his loneliness, he felt a soft nudge on his shoulder. It was Meda, one of his truest friends. “What’s wrong, Oli?” she asked, her eyes full of kindness.
Oli hesitated, then sighed. “I feel like I don’t belong, like I’m not the dog everyone wants me to be.”