He was just over 10 years old (70 dog years).
My family had the privilege of having him as a puppy. He brought lots of joy, and never enjoyed his showers. We watched him grow, thought him how to sit, roll, jump and shake hands; then thought him how to race & jump off the gate pillar, and yet never quite figured out why he howled everytime the "paper lama" guy drove past.
He kept us company for 8 solid years. When we moved to Bangsar, we decided to give him up due to the space constraints. Thankfully, he was adopted by a loving family that cared for him and his mother, Snowy (who is still alive!).
I don't think we made the right choice in giving him up. Dogs really are a man's best friend, even if they bite your slippers over and over again.
Scooter - I hope you're barking from doggie heaven by now. Thank you for those good times!