Not-Our-Cat poses for a photo celebrating his return to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. All this meant to the Face of Everyman was one more mouth to feed.
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Drowning?
The cries for help seemed to come from everywhere. the Face of Everyman was powerless to act. Drownings are rare in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The Venerable Sage entered the incident in the Logbook. What more could he do?
Historic
At last! the Face of Everyman had hard evidence of the secret co-existence of the Raccoon and the Opossum. Before the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa could be flooded with tourists, he must write his groundbreaking paper and present it at the next conference in Zurich.
Yikes!
Once again Cheeky committed sacrilege. He jumped on the beloved image of Our Lady, the Goddess of Perpetual Unhappiness. the Face of Everyman was in shock. This was not supposed to happen in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
Parkour?
It seems that tail walking had become the new sport in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman wished that he felt better; he’d show them a thing or two.
Crime
The Gang of Four could be heard making plans about the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Could the Face of Everyman thwart this dastardly plot?
Two?
Another mouth to feed was the reaction of the Face of Everyman as he sensed the population of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa growing out of control. Two Cheekys was one too many.
Manicure
Edmondo had an appointment to have his nails done. Seen above he is carefully washing each paw. He had chosen Neon Pink as his color for the coming Winter. He hopes to brighten the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa in his modest way. the Face of Everyman was chagrined. That was to be his signature color.
Census
Suddenly the Face of Everyman recalled his duty to perform the Pigeon Census. This was to ensure that his budget for the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa non-songbird line item was maintained.
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