Bucky

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Bucky was beginning to make a pest of himself, returning time and again to show his impressive antlers to the Face of Everyman. Didn’t he realize that throughout the vast forests of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa there were many who sported just a fine a rack as he? The venerable sage was gracious in his remarks.

Disaster

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With a mighty heave, one of the Bergdorf twins wrenched the Face of Everyman from his moorings. Slowly the whole of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa became a shambles. It would take much of the day to right this wrong.

Season?

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To hear Roscoe tell it: Summer in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was all but over. Better be prepared to head South. Poor Dillon he hadn’t even got his mating colors yet, and the season was over. the Face of Everyman didn’t know how to console him.

Snack

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Even after she had licked up all the birdseed scattered for songbirds Lucile still felt unsatisfied. Surely, she said to the Face of Everyman, the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa could afford a more robust meal for the little people. The venerable sage was caught off guard by her remark.

DNA?

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Once again the Face Of Everyman was confronted by the child of his laboratory creation. Would this bird of his by DNA splicing never leave the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa?

Sing A Longs

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Early morning auditions began with The Troubadours, a so-so group. But, the day was young and the Face of Everyman was optimistic. Surely in all of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa he could find enough talent to fill the bill for a Summer’s evening of sing alongs.

Empty Handed

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So far, the Face of Everyman counted four different Cats who eluded detection and found their way into the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. On each episode the intruder came away empty handed. Songbirds were safe for now.