
Lefty the Seagull, who is missing his left foot gives a knowing glance towards Horace crippled from birth. Such is life in Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. A tear formed in an eye of the Face of Everyman. It was a joyful moment.

Vulcan wanted the Face of Everyman to add Ants to the menu of birdfeed. The current menu was aimed at the Crows, which seemed unfair as they ate anything and, of course, the songbirds. Least served were the Hummingbirds. They had to wait till the Spring flowers of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa offered their nectar.

Even the street savvy Not-Our-Cat fell for the myth of the freshwater pearls. Seen here he stares up the drainpipe in search of his fortune. the Face of Everyman could have saved him the trouble; but the Venerable Sage thought no one could be so easily duped. It takes all kinds to populate the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.