One of our yorkies is an ex mill dog. He was free only a month when we adopted him. He was scared and somewhat fearful of things because he lived in a damn box. Came out of a mill with four hundred plus dogs if you can even imagine. He has had to learn everything that a puppy would learn as time went by. He has come a long way but it has taken alot of time and patience. My reward is looking over at him right now and he's curled up in his snuggle bed snoring away. Because of how they have to try to survive mill dogs will almost always carry some type of behavioral problems which they will never get over. It fades away somewhat but a situation can bring it back. He is so bonded with me that he runs through the house to find me just to know I'm there. It's kinda sad. God willing my husband and I will adopt another mill dog someday. For me it's been one of the most rewarding things I've done. The woman you got him from should have been up front and honest so you would have had an idea what you were in for. I'm sorry for what you have been through. RIP Milo
