Bell the Cat

the Face of Everyman smiled when he heard the melodious sounds of the ancient silver bell purloined from a Tibetan temple so many years ago. Now Magic with the bell around her neck intoned a secret prayer for every guest of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.

Tula’

Tula’, the manor house cat, parades before the camera, displaying her stub of a tail, a trademark of her breed from the wilds of the Asiatic-Pacific. the Face of Everyman had promised her mother that he would keep and eye on her and allow no harm to befall her in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.

Protocol

Benchley was never sure of the protocol at such times as these. He needed a bath after a day of digging worms; but the little guy was here first. The social distancing rule was rigidly adhered to at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman couldn’t arbitrate this social impasse as he was sound asleep.

Ninja

It wasn’t long before one of the new neighbors Ninja discovered the secret portal to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman used his telepathic skills to encourage the guest to return home. The venerable sage feared being inundated with Lost Dog flyers.

LGBTQ

the Face of Everyman had been working on a new range of colors for the LGBTQ community at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Seen above is Wayne demonstrating the new fast drying paints. The venerable sage was swamped with orders.

Incentive

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

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.

Diatribe

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.