Dumpster Diver


Lansing was hungry; he looked everywhere.  Two days on half rations of dreck wasn’t enough to keep any active bird alive.  Guests of the Foggy Bottoms and Spa were leaving in droves.  the Face of Everyman had made his case with the kindly ol’ pensioner, imploring for the return of full rations of premium grains and seed.  Delivery by drone of the “good stuff” was due any minute.