Brandon and his twin brother Langdon (not seen) passed through the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa this morning to see if there would be an apple crop this Fall. the Face of Everyman was reluctant to report that heavy pruning had reduced the expected crop. However, the venerable sage was able to quote imported apples at very attractive prices.
Alas, the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was no longer the Utopian sanctuary it claimed. the Face of Everyman looked on in horror as Ming, the Merciless displayed his trophy songbird. Where, oh where, were those neighbor cats? They should be here defending their hereditary hunting grounds from rapacious interlopers like Ming, the Merciless.
Herman was trying to make an impression on Louise but it didn’t go well. He had all the room in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa one could ask for to a make smooth, controlled landing, but . . . the Face of Everyman offered a few lessons in coordination. Herman was too embarrassed to even entertain the idea of such help.
Elizabeth wasn’t sure she liked the idea of Rocky watching her bathe. But she shrugged it off as this was a public area in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. In Wildlife Behavior 101 she had learned to just turn your back. Hopefully the rodent would return to gorging himself; besides the Face of Everyman was alert for once and watching out for her.
Mom was sick and tired of waiting. Baby Huey was going to take to the waters this very day. She had enrolled her brood in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Swimming club and Summer camp. She was painfully aware that the Face of Everyman would not refund her deposit. So despite Baby Huey’s protests and with a nudge from Mom, he was first in the water. Everyman assured Mom that her child had Olympic potential.
Startled, the Face of Everyman awoke seeing only a fearsome bird above his head. He had seen none other like this creature at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. It was some moments before he realized that it was the shears of a lopper; a tool used by staff to keep this vast paradise always appealing to the guests.
Barney was always the first to spread a conspiracy theory. Today he shared his latest with the Face of Everyman: A black ops unit had changed the feed and seed that the kindly ol’ pensioner was using to entice song birds into camera range. His proof was that the bait now contained tree nuts, peanuts and dried fruit. Surely the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa must have gone to the dark side and had access to unlimited funds. The venerable sage would neither confirm nor deny the truth of the matter.