Seven years, mostly in a shelter in Turkey, is a long time to be wishing for a home. After a while you just give up. One day some nice people there bought me a plane ticket and it wasn’t long until I was on the way to America. I couldn’t believe it! It wasn’t long until my new dad and mom found me and once their other dog said “OK”, I was officially adopted. Now I am going to go to the “therapy dog” school and learn how to make people feel better. You have to learn to be calm and friendly and rest your head on the sad people’s laps and let them pet and brush you. It takes a while to learn all the lessons but it’s very important and when you are done you are an extra special dog. I’ve never been special to anyone, anywhere so I am looking forward to this new life. Thank you to everyone who helped me. Your friend, Spooky