In early 2026, I was told I had a brain tumor. I didn’t. But during those three weeks of finding out, the former Marine in me leaned into the fight.
I have a little rescue dog, Scrappy, who’s brought so much joy to my life over the last seven years. I don’t know — I just love him. And I wanted everybody else to know how much I loved him.
I decided to lean into that. I sat in the parking lot waiting for my MRI and started my TikTok account. I’d launched a YouTube channel called Adventurous Kevin back in 2020 and done nothing with it — zero followers. I rebranded all the social media platforms to that and started a TikTok, all from that parking lot. When I came out of the MRI, I created and posted my first video: Scrappy sitting on my shoulder telling a joke. I absolutely love him. He’s brought so much joy to my life, and I just want to use him to bring joy to other people’s lives. That was really my intent.
Scrappy is proof that there’s redemption in this world. A side-of-the-road rescue dog — abused, mistreated, almost dead — became somebody’s whole world.