I used to be like a lot of dogs living in a shelter in Turkey with not much hope of ever leaving. I am only about one year old and it’s not much of a life for any of us who lived that way. It’s made me kind of nervous I guess- dogs barking all the time, nothing to look forward to and no playing or games. You just eat and sleep and wait and wait and wait. Lucky for me I did have a nice foster person there and then I then I found out I was coming to America. Now I have a brand new family who love me a lot. They used to have another dog and miss him a lot when he went to be an angel dog. They needed me! No body ever did before. Thank you to all the people who have helped me – please help more Turkey dogs to be as lucky as I have been. Your pal, Browning.