Cecil wasn’t one to complain but it was becoming harder to forage since the Face of Everyman had stopped feeding the songbirds. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was lush with vegetation; but when folks got used to free handouts hunting and gathering seemed too much like work. The venerable sage countered Cecil’s complaints with news that Coyote sightings were getting more common as well visits by several cats. “A word to the wise . . .”