Merk was a small, scruffy terrier with a heart of gold. He was a stray dog, living on the streets of a bustling city. He had no home, no family, and no one to love him.
Today was Merk’s birthday. He knew that no one would celebrate with him, no one would give him a gift or a kind word. He was a stray dog, after all, and no one cared about him.
Merk wandered the streets, his tail tucked between his legs. He looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with sadness. He wished he had a home, a family, someone to love him.
He found a quiet spot under a bridge and curled up. As he lay there, he thought about his life. He had been a stray for as long as he could remember. He had never known the love of a family, the warmth of a home.
Tears welled up in Merk’s eyes. He was lonely, scared, and unwanted. He wondered if he would ever find happiness.
As the sun began to set, Merk heard a soft voice calling his name. It was a little girl named Lily, who had come to the bridge to feed the ducks. She had noticed Merk sitting alone, his eyes filled with sadness.
Lily approached Merk cautiously, offering him a piece of bread. Merk hesitated at first, but his hunger overcame his fear. He ate the bread gratefully.
Lily smiled and knelt down, petting him gently. She told him how much she loved him and wished him a happy birthday.
Merk’s heart warmed as he listened to Lily’s words. He had never felt so loved or appreciated. He knew that he would never have the same life as the other dogs in the city, but he was grateful for the kindness that Lily had shown him.
As the sun disappeared below the horizon, Merk lay down, his tail wagging gently. He had spent his birthday alone, but he had not been forgotten. He had received a gift, a kind word, and a touch of love. And that was enough.
