I can't share any pictures because she is past and was also terribly camera shy, but my dog Emma had the same knowing look. Her eyes had a look of aged wisdom. Emma was a rescue, who spent the first two years of her life being beaten, neglected, pregnant at one point, and finally abandoned (twice). When I met her at the shelter, she wasn't in a spacious kennel like the other dogs, but an airline crate. The shelter workers tearfully said she was too terrified to be in the kennels and would shake and stress so badly they were afraid for her. But it didn't help that out of fear she growled at anyone who approached her. We adopted her anyway. And in a matter of months she went to a fearful, anxious dog into the most brilliant, loving, and outgoing dog. She was always quiet though, and would often lay her head on you and look into your eyes. She'd experienced the bad side of life and knew she was home. I wish she was still here, but congestive heart failure took her too young.
