Kun was a gray pitbull with a heart as big as his muscular frame. He had been with his owner, Mark, since he was just a puppy, and over the years, they had developed a bond that was unbreakable. Kun was not just a pet; he was a loyal friend, always by Mark’s side, always waiting for him at the door when he returned from work. Kun’s sharp mind and warm heart made him the perfect companion, and Mark loved him dearly.
Every day, like clockwork, Kun would position himself by the door as the evening approached. His tail would wag in anticipation, his ears perked up, listening for the familiar sound of Mark’s footsteps. The moment he heard them, Kun would spring to his feet, his tail wagging furiously, ready to greet his best friend with a joyous bark and a warm hug.
Today was a special day—Kun’s 10th birthday. Mark had promised him a special treat, and Kun had been excited all day. He knew it would be a day filled with love, extra belly rubs, and maybe even his favorite steak dinner. As the evening drew near, Kun took his usual spot by the door, eagerly waiting for Mark to come home.
But today, something was different. The hours ticked by, and there was no sign of Mark. Kun’s ears drooped slightly as he continued to wait, his heart sinking with each passing minute. The sun had set, and the soft glow of the moon began to filter through the windows. Kun’s excitement turned to worry, and worry turned to sadness.
What Kun didn’t know was that Mark had been called away on a sudden business trip. It was an unexpected situation, and Mark had left in such a hurry that he hadn’t had time to leave a message for Kun. He felt terrible, knowing that his loyal friend would be waiting for him, especially on such an important day.
Kun, unaware of the reason for Mark’s absence, kept his vigil by the door. His tail, which had once wagged so eagerly, now lay still. His bright eyes, usually full of joy, were clouded with sadness. Kun didn’t understand why Mark hadn’t come home. All he knew was that he missed him terribly, and today, of all days, he had hoped to share the joy of his birthday with his best friend.
Hours turned into the night, and still, Kun waited. His head rested on his paws, his eyes fixed on the door, hoping that any moment it would open and Mark would walk through. But the door remained closed, and the house was quiet.
Kun’s heart ached. He wished someone would come to celebrate his birthday with him, to give him the love and warmth he was so used to receiving from Mark. But the night passed in silence, and Kun was left alone with his thoughts.
As the first light of dawn began to break, Kun finally moved from his spot by the door. He was tired, both physically and emotionally, but he knew that Mark loved him and that if he could have been there, he would have been. Kun curled up in his bed, his eyes heavy with sleep, but his heart still full of love and loyalty for his owner.
Kun might not have had the birthday he had hoped for, but he knew that Mark would come home soon, and when he did, Kun would be there to greet him with all the love and joy he could muster. Because that’s what Kun did—he loved, he waited, and he welcomed his best friend home, no matter what.
And when Mark finally returned, he did so with a heavy heart, carrying Kun’s favorite treats and a promise to make up for the birthday that had passed. Kun, true to his nature, welcomed him with open arms, his tail wagging, his heart full of joy once more.
The celebration might have been late, but the love between Kun and Mark was timeless, and that was what mattered most.
