My nanny had a dog and she named him Chocolate because of his brown fur. He was the most sweetest dog you could ever imagine. He never bit me or growled at me or anything. But when he was 11 years old he began to go blind in his left eye. Pretty soon he was blind in both eyes. My nanny should have put him down right then because he just sufferd 24 hours everyday.But he made it untill he was 15 years old. One afternoon we got a telephone call from my nanny. She told me he had been put down. I didn't cry right then but that night in bed my tears poured out. He was such a sweet dog and I miss him so much. When I go to my nannys house I look at all his chew toys and remember him. I will never forget him and everytime I visit his grave I will remember that sweet lovable dachshund that I grew up with.