I never knew what it was like to have a home…at least if I did I don’t remember. I do remember living in the forest in Turkey. A lot of dogs lived there and mostly we looked for food and a place to rest. I might be 3 or 4 years old and I knew the day would come when it would be harder for me to live that way. Lucky for me I got a plane ticket to America and now, thanks to a lot of wonderful volunteers, I have a real home. I have a mom and a dad and a yard with a fence. I get lots of love and I go on walks, play games with my tennis balls and, best of all, no worries about what I am going to have for dinner! Your grateful friend, Turtle