One day, Charo was walking through the park as usual.
To his surprise, there was Candy!
She was all alone and seemed to be crying.
What was wrong?
Charo ran up to her to find out.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Charo. Remember? I caught your ball and gave it back."
"Oh, I remember."
"Are you crying?"
"Leave me alone. It's none of your business."
"I'm telling you. Leave me alone. Nobody cares about me. I must be the loneliest dog in the whole wide world."
Candy started to sob again.
Charo didn't know what to do, so he waited until she calm down.
"Why are you still here?"
"Just go! Just leave me alone!"
"I want to know one thing. Why are you so sad?"
"It's... my birthday today."
"Birthday... Uh, congratulations!"
"Congratulations? No. There's nothing to congratulate about my birthday. That's why nobody is celebrating. That's why I'm here all alone. When it's a birthday, you usually celebrate, right?"
"Yes, of course. You celebrate. Don't you understand."
Again, Candy started to cry.
"Please. Don't cry."
"Why shouldn't I? Last year, I had a gorgeous birthday party. A big tall cake, lots of food, lots of presents. I took so many pictures with Chris. He framed them all and put them on mantelpiece.
Everything was just perfect.
"But this year, Chris and his father were gone. Both of them have forgotten about me. I don't even know where they are. What's going on?"
"Oh, I see."
"I see? I see? What can you see?"
"Chris doesn't remember my birthday any more. He doesn't care."
"Don't say that."
"You'll know exactly how I feel when it's your birthday."
"No. I won't."
"What do you mean 'No"? Are you saying that it's my fault to feel like this?"
"I don't know when my birthday is."
"I was abandoned so... I don't know."
"Then, you don't celebrate?"
"I... don't think so."
Candy seemed a bit embarrassed.
She had never imagined that there could be a dog who didn't know his birthday.
Just then, a car stopped and somebody got out.
It was Chris, looking for Candy.
"Candy, there you are! I've been looking all over for you."
"Arf, arf! Chris!"
"What's the matter? Come on, it's your birthday today. Let's go home and celebrate. I'm so sorry to be late. We were looking for your present."
Candy was in tears again.
She looked at Charo who gave her a big smile.
"You'd better go."
"Happy birthday, Candy!"
"Thank you. And about your birthday..."
Instead of words, she just gave Charo a kiss on the cheek, and ran towards Chris, leaving Charo all by himself again.
But Charo didn't feel lonely at all.
Candy seemed so happy and that was enough to make him feel warm and happy, too.
"Yes, Dread. Do you know your birthday?"
"Tell me. When is your birthday?"
"What is it, all of a sudden? What makes you want to know?"
"Does everybody celebrate? Have you ever celebrated your birthday?"
"Cut it out."
"But... Have you?"
"Yes, I have."
"You satisfied? Now go to sleep."
Charo had a strange feeling.
There wasn't that he was sad anything. He just felt a bit unsettled.
Birthdays are special.
This was something new to Charo and this kept him awake.
"It doesn't really matter when your birthday is."
It was Dread. He was awake, too.
"You have a wonderful date to celebrate anyway."
"You remember the day you met Shota?"
"Yes. It was a snowy day... Sunday morning."
"Then every snowy day Sunday morning will be your birthday."
Charo stared at Dread.
"What? Something wrong?"
"No. Thank you, Dread."
"It's late. Get some sleep."
Charo thought of what Dread had said.
His birthday was when he met Shota. That was enough.
Before long, Charo fell into a sound and peaceful sleep.