Way more healthy in 2013, even 2014, the year my dad died. A lot of walking around John's creek. Sometimes went walking with a friend.
Saw a coyote trotting across John's creek parkway. It looked happy, bursting out of the trees like a teenage German shepherd. Thought to myself, "That's too big to run away from," as I asked my walk-mate,"Did you see that?"
Later on this year, driving to work (same place) saw an infantile deer burst across the street from approximately the police precinct to Alcon. Legs so fast, they disappeared (exaggeration). Glad I was driving, not walking.
The deer looked like, African safari/just born being chased by cheetah. The deer was not "just born," but it was booking; if its hide was placenta-wet, it was dry by the time it crossed.