Hook Up

Annie checked in early at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Her online date was supposed to meet her here. the Face of Everyman marveled at how this remote spot off of the Pacific Flyway was becoming the hook up spot of renown.

REM

Stumpy was worried. He’d lost track of his flock somewhere in the vast forests of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman wasn’t much help. No one new had booked in lately. He promised to keep an eye out for the flock. That said, Everyman slipped into REM stage sleep within seconds.

Scavengers

It was with mixed emotion that the Face of Everyman noted that the pigeon flock was getting smaller. He and management at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had been forced to put up with their scavenging.
Now, with fewer mouths to feed it didn’t seem like such a burden. He knew that in the Spring they’d be back in force.

Clinic

The Clinic at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa operated under strict guidelines. A photo of the injury or loss must be submitted to the medical insurance firm at the time of treatment. The best Billy Bob could do was present a pix from this morning’s security camera. the Face of Everyman was reluctant to do more. Loss of one antler was no big deal in this neck of the woods.

Guardian Angel

Aubrey had been told that if you turned your head quick enough you would catch a glimpse of your Guardian Angel. Hour after hour at lounge at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa he spun his head as quickly as possible. the Face of Everyman tried to tell him that was an old myth but Aubrey wanted to try one more time.

Hygiene

Dad was trying to get Junior to learn the importance of personal hygiene. the Face of Everyman felt sorry for the kid. Although the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa is located in the “banana belt” of the Pacific flyway the venerable sage had seen inch thick ice in winters past. His stone cold heart went out to the little nipper.

Second Date

Their second date went much the same as the first. Pricilla waited by the Cabana huts while her new beau sought out choice pieces of nuts and fruit. It seems that cold wet weather couldn’t repress love at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was constantly amazed.

Cats

Cats seemed to be everywhere despite the bad weather. the Face of Everyman hunkered down till the storm front passed thru the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.

New Face

The New Face appeared in the peripheral vision of the Face of Everyman. This was just what the venerable sage was always wary of: feral cats setting up camp at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. This one had the classic markings of a tabby. Everyman stretched his neck to see if there might be a collar with a name, a phone number. All he got for his efforts was a crick in his neck.