She was very very old for her breed. Goldens normally make it to between 10-12 years average. She outlived her aunt, who we also owned, by two years.
She was a pain in the butt who would wake me up at 3 or 4 in the morning and demand to go out, who would whine, whine, whine that she was hungry after not eating her ration, and I would have to find something for her to eat. For her, I switched from dry food to canned. I would be driven to distraction by her whining to go out just cause she wanted to sit in the back yard at night cause it was cooler, or some other reason, but she was my constant companion, and she smiled more than any other dog I ever knew. And when she would hold your hand, she would squeeze it back.
I still have her daughter, almost 11 years old, and my little terrier, but I will miss my Amber Smoke and Wildfire. May she rest happily where old, frail bodies don't betray you ever.