I felt so alone, no one remembered my birthday.

Somewhere today, a dog is quietly turning a year older. There are no balloons, no cake, no celebration. Maybe he's wandering the streets, maybe he's behind the bars of a shelter, or maybe he's in a home where no one noticed today was his day.

He doesn't ask for anything—just looks at the world with faithful eyes, holding on to a small, silent hope that maybe, just maybe, someone will remember... and offer a little love.

So today, this moment is for him—the one everyone forgot, but who never forgets to love. His loyalty is wordless, his love is endless, and his heart beats with nothing but trust.

Happy birthday, silent friend. You may not understand words, but you feel love more deeply than most ever will. Whether anyone remembers you or not, today, my heart, my prayers, and my quiet kindness are all with you.