
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.

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.

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.