He was 12. Could have lived a lot longer I'm sure, but he got some pretty nasty complications from an injury he got on his tail, and he wandered outside too much for us to catch it in time, or even be aware of it. This is him here: http://i.imgur.com/5szIYOE.jpg

Near the end he could barely even move correctly, and couldn't walk at all eventually, wasn't using the bathroom properly, couldn't eat good, and when he did try and get water he would just get wet by accident, and like I said he eventually just stopped moving altogether, so we had to give him water with a syringe (not with the needle on) since we realized he wouldn't be able to drink properly, and bring his food to him.

It was pretty awful. We took him to the vet to see what we could do, but she told us that it had gotten too bad, and he had a brain tumor. Loved the little guy, but I don't think he was living a good life like that. Just wish we could have caught that injury he got earlier, because we were totally unaware that he had it.