I think she was about eight years old. She hadn't been eating well for awhile, I started force feeding her a couple weeks ago, mashed up bananas with lizard vitamin powder, a little wet cat food gravy...beardies like variety. Hard to tell if it helped or hurt though. We found she had perished sometime during the night before yesterday. I buried her near the fish graveyard in our back yard at work (we have a little ceramic tile fountain / pond back there, some fish survive and some not so much.
Hard to see her terrarrium so dark in the daytime. She was a still presence much of the time but she definitely had presence. She travelled from SF to Sacramento to Davis to Chico. Not much of a life for a critter meant to live in the outback. She got into football though, when we'd have a game on she would often be looking out at the TV. Tempting to shout out the score for her.
We'll miss our spiny friend.