I had a dachshund (he wasn't a full blood) named Nando. My sister named him when she was like 14 after the restaurant because Niall from one direction liked that place. He was supposed to be her dog but he was mine. He was a puppy when we got him because the people that did have him were going to kill him so we took him in. I loved him.
He liked to run and chase deer. We kept telling him that he would never catch one but that didn't stop him.
He was a good dog and I loved him so much.
On February 1st this year he got ran over. I thought I was never going to stop crying. He was my baby, he cuddled with me every night and all of a sudden he wasn't there.
I don't know the exact date he was born but we got him in 2013.
Nando
2013- February 1st, 2022
No longer by my side but forever in my heart
YOU ARE READING
I'll always remember you
Non-FictionI'm memory of my dogs that were taken way too soon.