It would seem that Baby Huey got here on his own; but now can’t remember how to fly. A nearby Mother tried to coach him to flap his wings. But that wasn’t working. This was a common occurrence at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman found that a quick jolt of electricity to that sector of the pool created the necessary incentive.

Spotted Owl?

The voice seemed clear enough as the Face of Everyman awoke from his nap: “What about the Spotted Owl?” Yet another guest at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was calling for answers to the tough questions from the resident Oracle. The venerable sage was unprepared to answer at this time. His own brief: amici curiae was to be read next month by SCOTUS.


Persephone was here to decry the waste of grain on the non-believers who hung out at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. She tried to make her case before the Oracle at the Spring of Eternal Giving. Apparently she was too early. the Face of Everyman tried to explain that Winter hours were in effect and that the Oracle would receive her at 11 AM.


Sparky surveyed the luncheon buffet offerings at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. It wasn’t long before he realized that there was nary a pine seed nor acorn in the mix. Disheartened he flew to the nearest tree top and yelled obscenities at the Face of Everyman. The venerable sage pretended not to hear a word of the diatribe.


The Big Plan, after they had finished gorging themselves, was to descend on any public statuary in the nearby village. the Face of Everyman urged them not to be a disgrace to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa by their silly antics.


Archibald had a keen eye for subtle changes in his environment. Seen above is when he first notices the security camera. He thinks of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa as a quiet place; no need for such draconian measures. the Face of Everyman points out that photo IDing cats and other predators is an important part of the total security program of this bit of paradise.


Bobby was determined to earn his merit badge in Semaphore before the next troop meeting. the Face of Everyman encouraged him to practice every chance he had. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa thrived because of this type of go-getter.


the Face of Everyman was never sure where history was taking him. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was remote and off the beaten path of the Pacific Flyway; yet, this very morning stupid Pigeons were marching and practicing close order drill. Had social media chatter targeted this bit of paradise?


Tula’ came down from the manor house to inspect the area. Traces of deer, raccoon and feral cats were detected. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa now had new neighbors; with them came the unmistakable scent of dog. the Face of Everyman had withheld this information from the front office until he had more information. Now it would be Tula’, the Kurilian Bobtail, who would be asking the tough questions.

Fight or Flight

Cheeky was learning new survival skills. It seems that the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa now hosted conflicting cultures. the Face of Everyman was unsure as to how to provide the best of both worlds to a squirrel and a cat dressed as a clown. Management expected a full report by noon. Everyman’s Golden Handshake seemed to slip ever further from his grasp.