My 13 year old blue healer, Molly, had a massive stroke while I was petting her, she died almost instantaniously. I was pretty shocked, got her in Old Town Idaho when she was 8 weeks old. Most loyal and smartest dog I ever knew, I could just talk to her and she knew what I was saying.

I had just gotten done brushing her, she drank some water while I was petting her, she turned towards me and collapsed. She had been in decline for a couple years and I was dreading seeing her waste away but she was my best friend. She had a high energy life, a pain in the ass sometimes but a great dog.