The air was filled with essence of Gray Squirrel, Crow, Songbird and Pigeon; but none were to be found. Poor Ninja, he faced another day with dry dog food. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa seemed barren indeed. the Face of Everyman scolded the intruder.
When he thought that no one was watching the Face of Everyman would entertain himself by juggling a peanut shell from one eyebrow to another. It required heavy concentration, but it was about the only exercise available to him in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
The comedy team of Whipsaw and Schroder came out of retirement long enough to do a benefit gig at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was having a good time until he found out it was a warm-up to his Golden Handshake event.
A rare glimpse of a Raptor at work in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman regretted the loss of another songbird.
Territorial disputes would keep the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa a noisy place for the next few weeks. the Face of Everyman wished there was some other way to operate a luxury resort and spa. i.e., remotely.
Always curious. A new night visitor to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Was he domestic or feral? the Face of Everyman was curious too.
Reginald arrived a bit too early at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was tactless enough to comment on his timing and lack of full mating colors.
Once again Euro-Trash took command of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman tried to recall the number for Raptor Removal Services.
It was Mullard’s first out of body experience. The security cameras caught the very moment. the Face of Everyman now had a new field of experimentation he could try. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa would become a Mecca of experimental thought and practice.
Cats were becoming frequent hunters at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. So much so that the Face of Everyman ordered more collars with bells.
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