Tucker was not adopted today. The adoption center has so many sweet kittens available I'm sure it's difficult for people to choose. I was told several kittens had been adopted this weekend, along with a few adult cats. That gives me hope for Tucker. He's only been available for two weekends thus far, so there's still lots of time for a family to claim him as their own. I'm not terrible disappointed that he's back with me for another week, but these "last" goodbyes are becoming more difficult.
When I picked Tucker up from the center, he didn't seem all that anxious to come out of his display cage, which surprised me. Then I noticed that one of the volunteers had arranged a number of blankets and small rugs in his cage so he had a little nest in which to lie. I picked him up and cuddled with him for a minute before putting him into the carrier for the ride home. He was purring the whole time, so I guess this routine hasn't broken his spirit, and for that I'm very thankful. We'll try again next weekend.
Once we were home, Tucker jumped out of the carrier and began running around the house. He ran into his room to make sure his water and food bowls were full and in the same place he'd left them. He also had a good time chasing the big cats. They're finally beginning to play with him a little. I think we're all glad Tucker is back home.