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[captainjack]

Seven cats and two dogs was too much for one snowed in house. When they could all be outside most of the time, Jack had no problem with it, but with them all inside, it was driving him crazy. Dulcita's litter was old enough now to leave their mother. He'd already promised to give a couple away, but that still left him with more kittens than he

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[has_2ls]

The rec room was usually a stop off during any given day for Jack and this day was no different from any other. Damn island meant routine and while Jack preferred routine than a nasty surprise, it was still grating on him. He'd never really been a meet and greet type or a charmer and the island seemed chock full of 'em.

Today's entertainment was apparently a tangled mess of mewling kittens and one man attempting to wrangle them all.

"Anyone ever tell you that cat wrangling's about damn useless? You'll end up with nothing but scratches and a headache."

[captainjack]

"Tell me about it," Jack laughed, dropping a kitten into the box only to have to make a grab for another one in the process of escaping. It took a moment for him to look up and really get a good look at the guy, but when he did he got a knowing gleam in his eye.

"Care to see if you can find the one hiding in the tree...Colonel?" he asked.

[has_2ls]

Jack looked down at the t-shirt and the cargo pants and looked back up at the guy, wry smile twisting his lips.

"You see any birds on this uniform? How'd you know I was a Colonel?"

Some said that the uniform was so much the man that you could tell even in civvies but Jack had never gotten the sense he was that kind of guy. He loved the Air Force more than anything but he knew when to toss it off and just be Jack O'Neill...or so he thought.

[captainjack]

"Because Daniel told me about you," he replied smoothly. The kittens would not be controlled, so he gave up so he could stand and offer his hand. "You're Jack O'Neill. Captain Jack Harkness...it's nice to meet you. Finally."

[vendettaevey]

Evey hadn't exactly expected to be nearly tripping over kittens in the rec room, but it appeared that she was. She'd just taken advantage of the running water in the compound to wash up after Ballet class and practice and her hair was still wet, so she'd gone into the rec room to sit in front of the fire to let her hair dry before she went out into the cold. She really rather loved the compound during December, especially the fireplace.

"I think there's an American phrase about what you're trying to do, Jack," she said quietly, smiling and watching a round-bellied kitten fall over again. "It always struck me as odd, but I think I understand it now."

[captainjack]

"I know what you're talking about, and yeah...it's just about as easy as it looks," he said, depositing a kitten in the box so he could go for another one, only to have it leap back out once his back was turned.

"How are you doing, Evey? I don't suppose you want a cat to call your very own?"

[vendettaevey]

A kitten began climbing the long skirt of her dress and she laughed, bending down to pick it up and cuddle it. What else could she do, after all?

"I don't think Rollo would react well to a kitten," she admitted, though the kitten was very cute and purred with its whole body. "It might be a bit unfortunate, actually."

[captainjack]

"Too bad," Jack sighed, catching two and carrying them back, only to find the box empty. "I'm going to get all of these little things homes today. I swear it. With the snow, they're inside all the time and they're driving me out of my mind."

He could handle Dulcita, and he could accept another one since Logan was so attached to the one he called Niner, but the rest...they had to go. Two cats and two dogs was more responsibility than he was cut out for.