Here comes one of those Doves with some kind of dire warning. the Face of Everyman could feel it in his bones. Speaking in ASL, the dove described a tough Winter ahead for the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
El Nino?
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Suddenly the Party Plate reserved for the United Nations guests was gobbled up by those Crows. the Face of Everyman had half a mind to ban the lot of them from the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
Depression
Autum was on the doorstep. Soon the dark days of Winter would effect everything. the Face of Everyman knew to get direct sunlight into his brain to prevent SAD. The clinic at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa ordered extra Light Boxes to help combat this seasonal disorder.
Jump?
POGO wished now that he had taken the elevator to these dizzying heights. Jumping down with his bad knees was a bad idea. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa provided limited health coverage for non-paying guests. the Face of Everyman kept a tight rein on such matters.
Stealth
Not-Our-Cat slinks toward an unseen prey. Does he think that he is invisible? the Face of Everyman reminds this predator that there is to be no hunting in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
Fallout?
the Face of Everyman knew he was in trouble when a super-shy Dove wanted to inform all of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa that they were nesting in a Nuclear Strike Zone.
Boring
Little occurred in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Apa. the Face of Everyman lost sleep over the lack of income generating activity.
Photoperiod
Randolf knew he must be ready for his action after the mid-terms. He chose his diet carefully. There were still greens to be had in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman put away his Moon chart and opened The Old Farmer’s Almanac.
ID?
Security Forces scrambled to ID this intruder. Was it Panther or some other feral being? Warm, dry nights brought out ever rover in the neighborhood. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was an obvious destination. the Face of Everyman knew their nature but warned against hunting in a World Heritage Site.
Jung?
Ginger turned to see if she was being observed. She worried that these secret therapy sessions with the Face of Everyman could make her the laughingstock of the feline community here at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Of course, everyone knew that cats didn’t care what you thought of them.
