Thank God, Dexter has been adopted. I went to the vet's office to get some insulin for Rosie and some flea stuff. I was planning to bring Dexter home with me if he was still there. After all, he'd been there for over two weeks. And being full-grown, I knew it would be hard to find a home for him. Most people want kittens. But Dexter was gone. Adopted! Hallelujah!