The lure of freshwater pearls was more than Hector could withstand. Despite posted warnings he searched for treasure. The myth had long ago been suppressed in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Even the Face of Everyman had sold his few on the black market.
Well, would you believe? thought the Face of Everyman. Not-Our-Cat had returned to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
While some of the Crow Clan said Grace others dived right in. the face of Everyman thought it shameful. The food was meant for the songbirds of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
Grace and Maude didn’t seem to mind the taste of molding birdseed. It offered a change from the dry grass found these days in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman looked forward to the Fall rains
Mornings were never dull at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. This morning Cheeky demonstrated how he could turn on a dime. the Face of Everyman marveled at such agility.
The allure of corn chips was too much for Pogo who loved all things Tex-Mex. The aroma of such cuisine lingered longer in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman could attest to that.
the Face of Everyman approved the release of this photo taken with a new camera. Notice the clarity and depth of field. Birds and animals of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa should rejoice.
In an unpresented move the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa posted a Missing Cat Broadside. Not-Our-Cat (aka Mr. Pickels) has not been seen in over a week. Foul play, tho uncommon in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa, is suspected. the Face of Everyman posted a modest reward.
Obverse and Reverse were back to bedevil the Face of Everyman. Or was this a new family in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
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