POGO had put in an unusual daylight appearance in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa; but he had alluded the security camera’s watchful eye. This time he was caught. the Face of Everyman made sure that the camera worked; even though it was an unremarkable shot.
At last! Colorful birds were starting to book into the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman thought perhaps the big one was a runaway parrot. He chose not to ask.
Not-Our-Cat tried to show a little empathy; but it wasn’t her nature. The carnage wreaked by the Pigeons would probably be covered by insurance. the Face of Everyman should rest till the pumps started running again and the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa righted herself.
the Face of Everyman viewed with alarm the meeting of these rogues in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Each was sharing stories of how they convinced their hosts that they belonged in that nest.
Bright Sun brought a few birds of color back to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman wondered what the other resorts had to offer to draw new guests. Ask? No! No!
Pasquale had been soaking the pasta all day long; yet it was not suitable to serve to other guests at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman had a recommendation: add salt and turn up the heat.
the Face of Everyman could hardly believe it; the dreaded crossbills had shown up on Earth Day to speak about planting more pine trees and preventing fires in the vast forests of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He wasn’t sure how he felt about being upstaged.
Their back! The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was the complicit host of this parasitic bird who builds no nest. the Face of Everyman was reluctant to even speak to his guest.
Cappy always looked on the bright side of life. Sure, the spring had mysteriously stopped but things would be quieter now. the Face of Everyman’s naps could be longer and more enjoyable. The venerable sage wasn’t so sure about any of that.
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