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.
Everone knew that potatoe chips tasted better soaked in water. the Face of Everyman feared for his water’s turbidity in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
It was a full-dress rehearsal. Charlotta was caught in the limelight. the Face of Everyman knew this would be his greatest production. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa would set a new standard for Summer Theater.
the Face of Everyman tried not to laugh but . . . this poor Buck had one antler up and the other down. Good thing there was no fighting allowed in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
Dispite his better judgement the Face of Everyman declared it Free Swim Day at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He expected every little street urchin to soil [his] the pristine waters.
More and more destructive types entered the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was at a loss as to what could prevent it. The creatures were lured there by the pristine waters.
Like anyone else Ricky was curious if any morsel had been left for others. the Face of Everyman hopped that the bowl was empty and that the other creatures of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had had their fill. Feeding a burgeoning rat population was not in the budget. Sterner measures would have to be taken.
Lefty decided that he didn’t like the same style of Tex-Mex as the resident Crows. the Face of Everyman felt that feeding cripples was a good deed. The Clinic didn’t seem able to cure them. Of course, Lefty had no left foot and there was no salve in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa that could correct that infirmity.
It was after two in the morning and Big Guy was still making the rounds checking for his harem. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was vast. the Face of Everyman wasn’t going to lose any sleep over this peculiar custom.
There would be rejoicing today as the much loved Not-Our-Cat returns to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. None were more surprised than the Face of Everyman. He’d written off the adventurous feline as coyote food long ago.
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