Hancock is not a Yorkie, he was my amazing King Charles Cavalier. He was my bestfriend... EVERYthing to me. I'm home with health problems all the time and his company just kept me going. I left him with my grandmother while I went to the doctor and he slipped out the door and took off. I hunted him down for HOURS up the mountain, finally found him and brought him home. Apparently he got into something bad that poisoned his system and after a week of a VERY very rough sickness he died right in my arms. The emptiness he left me with is what inspired me to get Luna and fill that hole, so I thought I would just post a little tribute here.