Despite the three pitbulls and a German Shepard, the Yorkie still ran the house. He was a spoiled little stinker and had the worst gas, but he's been in my life since I was two and has been in my brother's life before he (my brother) even turned one. Fast forward about 13 year, Santino was a reflection of my family and we know that he will forever be in our hearts and his smell forever stuck in our noses.