No matter where he went the eye of the camera seemed to follow. Bucky felt uncomfortable. Was this harassment on the part of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa? the Face of Everyman said No, it was National Security.
Shy?
ZZZ
the Face of Everyman hated the theatrics. Every time a Pigeon wanted to make an announcement he acted as tho he was St Michael his self. Was there no humility to be found in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa?
Ginger
Ever in stealth mode Pettigrew approached the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa intent on making a clean kill of a songbird. Luckily, they all recognized the flying blob of ginger and flew to safety. the Face of Everyman reminded the visitor that there was no hunting allowed in this vast estate.
Raptor
All the birds fled the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. A Hawk had landed nearby hopping to catch a fat pigeon or songbird. the Face of Everyman kept a watchful eye on the intruder until he left.
Trophy
Belmont knew that he was a sure winner of monthly trophy photo contest. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa owed him a debt of gratitude for removing such vermin. the Face of Everyman knew that this was just the tip of the iceberg of such competition.
Apprehension
Yapper entered the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa with a sense of trepidation. the Face of Everyman held his breath.
Work?
Members of the Crow Clan stand around with stomachs growling, but half rations is just what the Face of Everyman had declared for the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The Venerable Sage suggested that they try the beach at low tide and do a little work for their supper.
Fake
Carstairs was driven mad by his obsession to obtain the mythical freshwater pearls of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. To keep the myth alive the Face of Everyman occasionally salted the drain spout with cheap imitations.
Layabouts
It was a lazy day for the Twins in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman had a low regard for those who neither weave nor spin.
Vermin
the Face of Everyman took the appearance of Mr. Rat in broad daylight a result of his own largess with birdseed for the songbirds. From this day forward everybody in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was on half rations. He drafted a sharp note to the head of the Apex Predator Society outlining their short comings.
