
The venerable sage couldn’t believe his eyes. Was this an aberration or the proverbial “early bird”? the Face of Everyman thought this a first for the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.

Silvester was on a mission. He was searching the vast jungles of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Somewhere there was a Ground Hog that owed him a better reading than he gave yesterday to the Press Corps. Both he and the Face of Everyman didn’t like the prospect of six more weeks of Winter. This cat wanted a better outcome.