14 years old. She was born on my son's birthday. She almost died when she was a pup, having escaped the yard and gotten hit by a car. But even with such an inauspicious start, she's had a long, pleasant life. My Houdini dog, who until this last year, found every weakness in fencing and took it as an opportunity to have grand adventures, who was always pleasant and enjoyed patrolling her fence line lest some dog walked by, who never harassed the birds who came to visit my back yard, and who kept me company whichever room I decided to be in.
She will be missed.