The expression on Scruff's face is exactly what I see each morning when Xena, my puppy mill breeder dog, is about to have her breakfast. She cannot contain her exuberance at the thought of food. She perks up her ears, much like Scruff, flips her head back and up and side to side then does her happy dance, nothing like the mad helicopter whirling she does indicating extreme anxiety when I take her outside. But I keep the faith that one day this beautiful golden retriever will have the confidence to enjoy life as a dog.
