I am two and I came all the way from a place called Turkey to be an American dog. My new family went to one adoption day before I came here. It was a close call I think because they almost got a different dog from the TD2 dogs. Good thing they waited for me! My mom even came to meet my airplane very late at night because she was going to foster me. Then she and my dad and my 3 kids and my sister dog decided I couldn’t leave their home. Now it’s MY home! My kids are all 11 years old which I can’t quite figure out yet. How could they all be the same age? My sister dog is very sweet and learning to be friends. We have all been taking walks and I’d like to take my ball and my toys for a walk too but Mom says- no – toys stay at home. I’ve also been to a place called a “farmer’s market”. Lots of people to pet me and things to see! I’m very good at walking and lying on my back for a belly rub. Sitting? Not so much yet! Who would have thought things would turn out so well for a dog who had no one in Turkey. Thank you all -love from Pogo Stick.