Well, it's the closest thing he has to a home right now...MY home. He spent a total of four days at the vet and in that time was neutered, vaccinated, had ticks picked off, had scabs picked off, had bloodwork, heartworm tests, you name it. And he was a great sport the entire time.
He has a crate of his own (complete with a soft pillow) in my sewing room and is turning out to be such a great dog. We'll never be sure what (or who) happened to him but I can assure you that he'll NEVER want for anything again.