Carstairs was driven mad by his obsession to obtain the mythical freshwater pearls of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. To keep the myth alive the Face of Everyman occasionally salted the drain spout with cheap imitations.
Fake
Layabouts
It was a lazy day for the Twins in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman had a low regard for those who neither weave nor spin.
Vermin
the Face of Everyman took the appearance of Mr. Rat in broad daylight a result of his own largess with birdseed for the songbirds. From this day forward everybody in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was on half rations. He drafted a sharp note to the head of the Apex Predator Society outlining their short comings.
Smoke
Murky image of new guest. She wasn’t sure of her plans. She was trying to stay ahead of the wildfire smoke. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa seemed a good refuge. the Face of Everyman stifled a cough.
Conflict
Willard thought it best to rest before the days ahead. He’d need all his energy for fights and scuffles. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa needed to perpetuate the species of Blacked Tail Deer. the Face of Everyman tried to stay out of the way and the dust.
Justice
An evidence photo from the trial of this young scamp for vandalism of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The judge gave him two weeks of community service. the Face of Everyman thought that a mere slap on the wrist.
Both Ears!
The three-legged Matriarch made sure that her Kit washed behind both ears. Raccoons are known for their cleanliness. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was home to many single moms. the Face of Everyman kind of liked that.
Graze?
As the browse dried and food became scarse Mom and the Twins ate food meant for the Crows and songbirds. The natural order of things began to change in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman didn’t like it one bit.
Hot tip
Domingo hid his face from the camera. For the past year he had been in the Witness Protection Program and gone undetected by Interpol, and the CIA. the Face of Everyman feared that the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was becoming a hide out for criminals. He quietly called the FBI Anonymous Tip Line.
Visitor
What was a trained killer lap dog to do? Stay at home all day? Ninja sneaked next door to check out the recent changes in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Family members of the kindle ol’ pensioner had rallied to spruce up the vast jungle.
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