Seven years of grace, speed, and championship napping. Our beloved tuxedo greyhound has graced this earth with her elegant presence, her devastating gaze, and her truly extraordinary commitment to horizontal leisure.
She came. She raced. She conquered the couch. Happy 7th, Nacho.









Before Nacho discovered the noble art of competitive lounging, she walked the hallowed ovals of professional greyhound racing. Her track record was nothing short of legendary โ classified, but legendary. Insiders confirm she was very, very fast. One fateful day she retired to pursue her true calling: sleeping on premium furniture and accepting belly rubs from devoted admirers.