The squirrels were in my bird feeder again

"Um. Jack..."

"Daniel?"

"Did you notice anything, uh, unusual this morning?"

"Well... The squirrels were in my bird feeder again, even though I bought that new one with the plexiglas shield. I'm gonna get out the pellet gun again, I swear. And they had donuts in the first guard house, but they gave me one, so I'm gonna keep it under my hat for now..."

"Huh. I was thinking about something, uh, more..." He made a sort of broad flapping motion with his hands.

"More?" Jack imitated the motion. Sometimes Jack wondered about that linguistics doctorate.

"Oh, my God! Sir!" Carter yelped from the doorway.

"Carter?" Jack asked, turning to his 2IC. Teal'c stood behind her, one eyebrow arching toward the top of his shiny bald head.

"Um..." Then Daniel made the flappy arm gesture again. And Carter nodded frantically, imitating him.

"Oh, for the love of..." Jack huffed, deciding to ignore both of them and just get on with it.

"What the HELL is wrong with this shirt?" he groused. Stupid base laundry. Coudn't get anything right.


I totally blame this post.

Housekeeping

61 Stargate stories. Cool.

UPDATE: Oops. 63. I forgot Small Tents and Pushing Buttons.