In a rare display of disrespect Cheeky leapt upon the image of the sacred Goddess. Does this foretell a poor 4th quarter at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa? the Face of Everyman could only wonder and wait.
Predict?
Fracture?
It was clear that the wing needed to be x-rayed, but the light was poor, too defused. Try as he might the Face of Everyman could not make a positive diagnosis. Try the clinic was his best suggestion. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was behind the times in many areas.
Conflict
New challenges occurred daily in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The Gangsters were back to bring chaos to the life of the Face of Everyman.
Three-Legged Mom
Security footage revealed how well the scar had healed. The Matriarch’s left front paw injury looked good as new. the Face of Everyman seemed to take credit for her complete recovery. Never mind that she bathed in the healing waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
Manna?
Pogo was taken aback. There before him was a Taco salad. He couldn’t believe his eyes. the Face of Everyman was green with envy. Perhaps it was sent from heaven to celebrate the Blood Moon eclipse not visible from the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
Daze
Although “The Dog Days of Summer” had passed, a certain lethargy remained. the Face of Everyman wanted to erect a sign that notified all “that on this day absolutely nothing happened in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.”
Paper?
the Face of Everyman saved this image from the security cameras to illustrate his forthcoming treatise on twisted ungulates, high-lighting ruminants. His papers, invariably on denizens of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa, received wide attention at foreign conferences.
Water?
Well looks like Not-Our-Cat is back. This time he appears thirstier than hungry. He barely touched the emergency dry cat food offered to all visitors of his rank. This time of year, waters in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa seemed to grow their own life. the Face of Everyman recommended that he try the fountain in the nearby village.
Lunch?
This Cat was back; strangely enough it was during the lunch hour and on a Sunday. Who does that? thought the Face of Everyman. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had been quiet all week except for the visit of the Raptor.
Raptor
At last, a member of the Apex Predator Society made a visit to assess the scale of the Rat problem. He regretted his delay but problems were addressed in the order of their receipt. Could the Face of Everyman state the problem further? Was anyone in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa in eminent danger? The Venerable Sage wondered when this would stop asking questions and start working.
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