She was 15. We got her when she was 3 months old and I've had her ever since I was 13. I pretty much grew up with her. Over the last year she was deteriorating. She lost a lot of her sight and her hearing. It killed me every time I would call her name or be around her to play or pet her and she couldn't really hear or see me, but it didn't kill me as much as today did. Though it was for the best and it was something I saw coming, it doesn't make it any less painful. I'm just kind of numb right now but I'll surely be crying my eyes out sometime soon. Thanks for letting me talk about it here. Love you all.