His name is Rascal and he seemed healthy and happy. Melissa made a comment to the Humane Society officers that she was planning on taking him to get his shots sometime, so I doubt that he's had the proper veterinary care. But he was full of energy and love and kisses when I held him, and when Melissa's little brother was out in the yard playing with him earlier he seemed happy and healthy. I'm pretty sure he's going to be fine now. I dread the thought of what could have happened to that beautiful little boy if he had been allowed to keep "living" in that car all the time!