Nemo, this little guy with the silly eye, was found washed up like a drowned rat in the dirty, rainy, and cold streets of downtown LA. I saw him just as he was picked up by animal control, and my heart melted. With tender eyes and low and behold, angelic white powder puff fur under that wet chocolate muddy hairball; who would have known? I gave him the name Nemo like the fish. Any soul who navigates through a storm alone with one good eye has the determination to live, no matter what life throws at you. Nemo touches everyone's life with magic.