Say happy birthday to me today, because it might be my last birthday. My name is Han, and I am a dog who has lived a long, adventurous life. But now, as I lie here, feeling the weight of sickness and age pressing down on me, I know my time is running out.
I used to be strong and full of energy, chasing balls and running through fields with my beloved family. We shared many joyful moments, and they took good care of me. But as the years passed, my body grew weaker, and my health began to fade. My family did their best to comfort me, but deep down, I could sense their sadness.
Today is my birthday, and it feels different from any other. The once vibrant and playful spirit within me is now tired and worn out. I can feel the end drawing near, and I want to cherish every remaining moment. I want to hear the words “Happy Birthday,” to feel the love one more time before I go.
The morning sunlight filters through the window, casting a warm glow on my resting place. My family surrounds me, their faces filled with both love and sorrow. They know, just as I do, that this might be my last birthday. They pet me gently, whispering sweet words and memories of our time together.
“Happy birthday, Han,” my human mom says softly, her voice trembling with emotion. She holds a small piece of my favorite treat, offering it to me with a trembling hand. I take it slowly, savoring the taste, knowing it might be the last time I experience such simple joy.
My human dad kneels beside me, his eyes wet with unshed tears. “You’ve been the best friend we could ever ask for,” he says, his voice breaking. “We love you, Han.”
As the day goes on, I soak up every bit of affection and attention, feeling the warmth of my family’s love. They recount stories of our adventures, making me wag my tail weakly in acknowledgment. My heart swells with gratitude for the life I’ve lived and the family who has made it so wonderful.
Night falls, and the house grows quiet. My family gathers around me one last time, their faces etched with sadness and love. They hold me close, whispering their final goodbyes, and I feel their tears on my fur. I close my eyes, feeling their warmth and love enveloping me, and I drift off to sleep, knowing I am cherished.
Happy birthday to me.