Joey was a small, brown terrier with a heart of gold. He’d been living in the animal shelter for what felt like an eternity. Today was his birthday, a day that usually filled him with a sense of hope, but this year, it felt particularly bleak.
Joey had watched countless other dogs get adopted, their tails wagging with excitement as they left the shelter. But no one had ever chosen him. People often commented on his age, saying he was “too old” or “too slow.” But Joey didn’t care about age. He just wanted a loving home.
As the day wore on, Joey wandered through the shelter, his tail drooping sadly. He sniffed at his empty food bowl and looked longingly out the window. He missed the feeling of a warm lap, the sound of a familiar voice, and the comfort of a loving family.
Just as Joey was about to give up hope, he heard a familiar sound. It was the sound of a door opening and closing. He looked up and saw a woman walking towards him. She was carrying a leash and a bag of treats.
Joey’s heart raced with excitement. Could this be it? Could this be the day he finally found a home?
