So...I was talking to a fellow nursing student and she wanted to come over to study. She saw Suri and almost cried. She said that she had a little yorkie named Toby. He passed away.
She said that she rescued a female dog that was roaming the streets because she felt bad for it. (Just until she could find it a home) Well...when she fed them she always fed Toby first then the female dog. One day she gave the female her bowl first and Toby went to get some and the dog killed him.
She saw the whole thing and couldn't get the dog off of him. She wears a necklace that has a yorkie on it with toby's name and birthday. I felt so bad. But Suri made sure to give her lots and lots of kisses to make her feel a little better.