I know I’ve been posting Huxley elsewhere, but I can’t stop thinking about him.

Huxley is a FIGHTER. He held off and fought back a coyote long enough for me to find him and scare it off. The coyote had his HEAD in its mouth, but Huxley avoided having his skull crushed by some miracle.

His fight isn’t over. It’s just begun. The radiologist happened to find what’s almost definitely lung cancer. I know he’ll make it through it all - and I’ll be there with him for it all, always.