The Clan paid a visit to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa in hopes that free feeding had resumed. Nary a kernel of popcorn could be found. The leader had sharp words for the Face of Everyman.
Pop Corn?
Myth
With the skill of a practiced safe cracker young Sigfried felt for Koi. None had ever been caught in the waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Only rumor and myth kept the challenge alive. the Face of Everyman found that it disturbed his REM cycle.
Smoky Skies
Hazy skies filled with the smoke of forest fires burning to the north of this isolated outpost on the Pacific flyway kept the songbirds from the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman took this peaceful opportunity to send his mother a quick text.
Fatuous
The Kid was back asking those inane questions about everything from the origins of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to the Face of Everyman. Enough already.
Fearsome
The Manor House cat was now making daily patrols of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman noted that her fearsome demeanor was scaring away songbirds.
Unsheltered
A new face appeared at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman thought: “Oh, great, another ‘unsheltered’ face to feed.”
Avarice
It was the greed of entitlement that caused Dudley to fill his beak to overflowing. Members of his clan in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa usually waited for the eldest to choose first, but not today. the Face of Everyman knew that there would be consequences for his actions.
Blase
Elouise had made an appointment to have her glamour shots updated for the next edition of the Audubon magazine due out next spring. Everybody in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was excited, even the normally blasé the Face of Everyman.
Hoy Nights
Hot nights brought out even the most reclusive residents in the Foggy bottoms Resort and Spa. Fuddles enjoyed the peace and quiet. He avoided the raccoons and other ruffians. the Face of Everyman was thankful for that. Scuffling always disrupted his naps.
Escape
Again, Maggie Mae slipped off her ankle monitor and escaped to freedom. the Face of Everyman knew she’d be difficult to track in the vastness of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Maybe she’d get hungry and just come home on her own.
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