Even Bambi’s Aunt Edna couldn’t stomach three-day old rain soaked chile laced birdseed. She left it for the songbirds of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman wasn’t sure he would wholesale off the remainder.
Dregs
Calm
The Crow Clan relished the cracked sunflower seeds. the Face of Everyman was pleased to off load outdated foodstuffs. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa seemed tranquil this morning. That was a good thing.
War Games
Whipsaw performed his stealth drone maneuver. Such activity was prohibited in historic sites as the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman had faced many wars, none of them good.
Fire hose?
True to his word the Face of Everyman had the pond at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa filled. Not without a degree of personal discomfort.
Nonstarter
Grady had the authority to remove the coveted stars from the rating of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Low pond levels was a sure-fire nonstarter for any resort. the Face of Everyman assured the inspector that water levels would rise soon and to appropriate levels.
Hokey-Pokey
No matter where he went Larry practiced the Hokey-Pokey. Seen above he places his right foot out. Guests at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa thought it was for their entertainment. the Face of Everyman was growing tired of it.
Evil Spirit
Ol’ Butter Butt
There he was in his famous plumage. Spring must be just around the corner as more color appeared in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Facce of Everyman couldn’t be more joyous.
Prayer
Water levels were dangerously low in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everman had expected rain or snow to replenish the water level. This was not to be this Winter. The Venerable Sage wondered if praying for rain would help.
Dismal Count
It was with a stroke of luck that the Face of Everyman remembered to take the Pigeon Count. It was a doleful Two. Had the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa fallen out of favor? Should he fudge the numbers?
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