Manny comes home!

He is very beautiful and very sweet. Already he is playing and running around and making himself at home. I have been a long time without another warm body in the house and it is nice to have company.
He was abandoned in the city, dropped off and living on the streets. When he was found, he had likely been hit by a car and all his feet were bleeding and wounded. He has gotten lots of TLC from some good and caring vets, and all his travails have not injured his spirit.
He came to me already named -- Manuel. And it means "God with us." So he keeps this name, and he reminds me that God is with all of us, that somehow we have all been rescued and cared for and offered healing and a loving home.