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Jack had cleaned up the mess….messes.

Ianto had forgiven and secretly giggled a bit as one puppy had found a feather boa that had scared the shit out of her apparently and it had been killed with extreme malice. Babs bemoaning the loss of it even though she had about twenty more.

"When?" Ton demanded pulling Ianto back to the present as he sat at his table with the notebook open that had been titled, 'SAM II' long before the gender was even known.

"This afternoon" Ianto said as he guessed the meaning of the barked word "If she wants to. No reason why she can't come home."

Ton let his hands drop from his hips like he had been prepared to go to himself to get Sam and the little one home, "Is everything ready for Lovey Bug?"

"Stop calling her that" Ianto sighed, "Ali, Lilibet or Bets."

Ton looked at Imp who was swinging on a chair and Imp replied, "I think it's all there, Lovey Bug might need smaller socks things out. Her feet are tiny."

"Stop calling her that" Ianto repeated even as he knew it was his fault for accidentally naming her in the first place, "And your puppy is digging the garden up again. How did she get out?"

"Oh dear gods!" Imp said theatrically as he went to get her out to the garden, the chocolate drop Benji had named Boomer for her little bark of rage still asleep in the basket by the table witf the fat little puppy belly full of food.

Imp returned with Taz in his arms, the little beast wriggling like mad to get away. Taz as in Tasmanian Devil like the cartoons. You know, fill of energy and destruction. Ianto had named her Beauty but the Taz name had started after the first cell phone was destroyed.

Of course Boomer didn't care and was always either sleeping or eating. Well… there was shitting but Ianto was Sooo over that.

There was a loud thump in the other room and they all jumped then Ton sighed, "That was the bloody cat tree fort thing again wasn't it. Why can't Badger leave it alone? He's not a cat. I keep telling him he's too big."

Ton went to scold his dog who would be no doubt stuck in one of the cat boxes, the entire cat castle in pieces. Ianto wished Babs had never found it on-line but of course Pru needed it apparently.

The kitten in question stalked into the doorway of the kitchen and started at those within then did an impromptu dance perhaps entitled 'bug up my butt' before calmly stalking off again, two other fluffs racing after her with wild looks of destruction.

Ianto blinked and then rose to check the litter box. Weird kitten always did a victory dance after soiling in the fresh litter.

Gods.