As the browse dried and food became scarse Mom and the Twins ate food meant for the Crows and songbirds. The natural order of things began to change in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman didn’t like it one bit.
Domingo hid his face from the camera. For the past year he had been in the Witness Protection Program and gone undetected by Interpol, and the CIA. the Face of Everyman feared that the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was becoming a hide out for criminals. He quietly called the FBI Anonymous Tip Line.
What was a trained killer lap dog to do? Stay at home all day? Ninja sneaked next door to check out the recent changes in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Family members of the kindle ol’ pensioner had rallied to spruce up the vast jungle.
the Face of Everyman sneezed, and the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was covered in gravel the likes of which hadn’t been seen since the eruption of Krakatoa in 1883.
Chucky was alarmed. Weeds and grasses had been pulled. Favorite trees trimmed. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was being reshaped. “When will all end?”, he asked the Face of Everyman. As if the Venerable Sage really knew. “Soon.”, was his reply.
Crow children learned early to make up their own games. the Face of Everyman closed his eyes to some of the goings on in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
New adults begin to appear in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Monarch was constantly on the move seeking new mates. the Face of Everyman tried his best to sleep thru these comings and goings.
Rocky barely escaped the dreaded facial recognition camera newly installed in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Dossiers had been prepared on each raccoon that in the past had harassed the Face of Everyman.
All the while Bonzo was thinking that it would be nice if the Gods provided a little Brie with the sourdough. the Face of Everyman knew that there would never be enough money in the budget for such niceties. The Trust that ran the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa were notoriously tight with money.
Pogo was sure that was the same Kitty that thwarted his opportunity to feast on a rat. Now here she was blocking his way. Was this encounter going to lead to unpleasantness? the Face of Everyman warned the two combatants, “No rough housing in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.”