Gli was a gentle soul, a stray dog with a heart as big as the world. Today was his birthday, a day that most dogs would celebrate with joy and excitement. But for Gli, it was a day of sorrow and loneliness.
Gli had been abandoned as a puppy, left to fend for himself on the harsh streets. He had learned to survive, but he had also learned to endure the indifference and cruelty of others. People often avoided him, their fear of dogs keeping them at a distance. Some even went so far as to throw stones or shout insults at him.
On Gli’s birthday, the world seemed even more cruel. He wandered the streets, his tail tucked between his legs, his eyes filled with sadness. He longed for companionship, for a warm bed to sleep in, for someone to love him.
As the sun began to set, Gli found a quiet corner under a bridge. He curled up, his body shivering in the cold. He closed his eyes, his mind filled with memories of happier times. He remembered the playful puppy he had once been, running through fields and chasing butterflies. He remembered the love and affection he had once received from his human family.
A tear rolled down Gli’s cheek. He was so lonely, so unwanted. He felt like a forgotten piece of the puzzle, a stray dog without a place in the world. As he drifted off to sleep, he wished for just one thing: to be loved.
