In a brief respite between rain showers Tula’ the cat toured the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to check on the wellness of the songbirds. the Face of Everyman bridled under the oversight. His Tweets did not refer to her by name but the inference was not lost on his readers.
Ark
the Face of Everyman continued his search for someone, any one, who could lower the flood waters caused by incessant rains. A “Grand Master” showed up but it turned out his forte’ was the ancient Chinese strategy game GO. The folks at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa continued to wring their hands. There was talk of building an ark. 
CAI
Bambi was eager to start school. Alas, she was too large for the classrooms at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Montetorkie school. the Face of Everyman told her about his idea of an alternative classroom: Computer Aided Instruction. Details were sketchy but looked great on paper. Everything should be in place the first week after Labor day.
Sneeze
Somebody sneezed. The whole flock abandoned the buffet line at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Escape was their only thought. Each feared the other might be contaminated with some dreaded respiratory disease. the Face of Everyman had designated quarantine roosts and was awaiting test kits from the CDC. 
Oscar Night
Some Country Cousins got the last roost available at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. They were overjoyed when the Face of Everyman told them that they would be able to view the Oscars on the Jumbotron. Truth be told they were asleep by Sundown. 
Persona non grata
Panther was on prowl; her day pass had expired and she was now persona non grata within the vast estate of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman had ordered the collar with bell from Amazon Prime but it was temporarily on back order. Nothing else to do but sound the alarm and have all guests shelter in place. 
Popcorn
Hydraulic engineers were called in to resolve the flooding at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman wondered where they had got their training. All they did was spill hot buttered popcorn around and mutter how they’d never seen such a mess. They left without so much as a fare thee well. 
Flooding
Heavy rains accompanied by high winds had battered and flooded this remote sanctuary on the Pacific flyway. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa called in their Public Works engineer to survey the damage. He wasn’t much help. He did offer a flotation device to keep the Face of Everyman’s head above water until the flooding subsided. He then left for his day job: bicycle and wheelchair mechanic at the senior center.
Think Tank
The think tank met Wednesday morning to develop a new strategy to ensure each vote was counted at the next election to be held at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The moderator struggled to find common ground among the delegates. Even the Face of Everyman threw up his hands; it was like herding cats.
Caucus
Cheeky had left a warm nest to caucus at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Everyone, including the Face of Everyman were huddled into a small conference room instead of the grand ballroom. The four corners of the room represented the major candidates. Most folks stood in the middle, unsure of which corner they should stand. In the end, Cheeky, wasn’t sure that his vote was recorded. He left, disillusioned of the whole process. 
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