I came here from Turkey not quite sure of my age or if I was a “mix” or whether I had ever lived in a home. My new family didn’t care if I was 6 or 8 or 10 years old. They didn’t care if I knew about living in a home because they wanted to help me lean. And most of all, they didn’t care if I was part golden and part other kind of dog (maybe Cocker Spaniel?) because like everyone else they thought I was doggone cute and a good boy!! So now I am all settled in, living the good life with lots of attention and not missing Turkey one bit! Yours gratefully, Scooby