When I first got here in America I showed everyone I didn’t like being closed up in a kennel and I was a little nervous about man people. After staying with some fosters, I learned that everyone was just trying to help and I shouldn’t be so scared! I met my new adopters and guess who was the first to be my new friend! Yep – it was a man person but I call him “Dad” now. We are engaged to a mom and I have some kids and a a dog brother. Dad drives an airplane and I told him about my trip from Turkey and how I had to stay in a crate the whole trip. He says he gets to sit in a chair. Good thing – I think he would have been squished if he had to ride in a crate. Now all I have to think about is finding someone to play the tennis ball games with me (which I love) and who can give me lots of attention (which I also love). Thank you to everyone for all the help I was given. I won’t ever forget you. Love, love, love, Crystal