Nandor the Relentless came to us after the loss of our other sweet boy, a tiny, screaming little ball of fur.

He loved annoying his big sisters and wrestling every chance he got. He'd wake us up with kisses on our lips, eyes, or noses. Every day, He'd stretch up his arms to ask his dad to be picked up. He loved being held, being the big 15lb baby he was.

The house was never quiet with him. From the moment we got him, he never shut up. What We Do in the Shadows references were used daily when talking to him or referring to him. "F'ing guy" was a daily phrase. We'd speak to him in the same dumb accent from his namesake. He loved his fancy raw food and loved to play fetch with bunny feet.

Our sweet little Persian Frank Zappa. Mr. De Laurentiis. Littlest vampire. Fearless leader of the Ottoman empire. You helped us through our grief after the loss of Mulder, but we weren't prepared to lose you so young. You were beyond loved and we will cherish every kiss, every beg for uppies, every morning you woke mama up for breakfast. We will love you forever 💗