Today is my 9th birthday but it is also the day my parents will put me in a shelter

by Hanze Filo
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Moon was more than a dog; he was a family member. Nine years of shared laughter, walks, and unconditional love had forged an unbreakable bond. He was a constant presence, a silent observer of life’s joys and sorrows. Today, his ninth birthday, was supposed to be a celebration of their shared journey. Instead, it was a harbinger of heartbreak.

The once bustling house was now an echo chamber of silence. The children had grown up, their lives taking them away from the familiar embrace of home. The old couple, his original family, found it increasingly difficult to care for him. Their aging bodies, once full of energy, now yearned for the tranquility of retirement.

The decision had been made. Moon was to be taken to a shelter, a place he knew nothing about. The thought of leaving his home, his family, filled him with dread. He watched as boxes were packed, the familiar scent of home replaced by the unfamiliar smell of cardboard.

As the day wore on, a sense of loss washed over him. He followed his owners from room to room, his tail tucked between his legs. The house, once filled with warmth and love, now felt like a tomb. The evening was a blur of activity, the final preparations for his departure.

As the car pulled away from the house, Moon looked back, his heart heavy with sorrow. The familiar surroundings faded into the distance, replaced by the unfamiliar landscape of the city. He was a king dethroned, a loyal subject banished from his kingdom. The world outside was a blur of noise and movement, a stark contrast to the quiet comfort of his home.

His ninth birthday, a day that should have been filled with joy and celebration, had turned into a nightmare. The thought of a life without his family was unbearable. As the car pulled up to the shelter, Moon’s heart sank. He was a ghost in a world of living beings, a silent testament to the cruelty of fate.

His birthday wish, once filled with the simple desire for a belly rub or a playful game, had transformed into a desperate plea to stay with his family. But the world was indifferent to his wishes, and he was left to face the harsh reality of his new life.

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