It was half past two and Pogo was still hungry. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa wasn’t as productive this time of year. the Face of Everyman had a meager budget and had no provision for new guests.
Hard Times
Stew
Cimaron wasn’t sure that he ever had Pork and Chickpea stew, but it smelled delicious. The dining room chef seldom had leftovers, but this was the exception. the Face of Everyman was pleased with how well it went over with the denizens of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
Cheeky
Cheeky spent most of the morning scaring off the Dove. Food was a precious commodity and Cheeky wanted every scrap for himself. the Face of Everyman called a Council of Elders of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa tasking them to solve this problem.
Visitor
The Venerable Sage was never sure about these things but, he decided to label this newcomer to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa a Butter Butt. Really a Yellow Rumped Warbler but that’s getting too technical.
Drowning
As the gangster went down for the third time in the frigid waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa one might have heard the Face of Everyman mutter under his breath: “Que sera, sera. Whatever will be, will be.”
Returned
Slowly the Pigeons returned to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman had to admit that even he was glad to see them.
Miasma
Shortly after ten pm a Miasma formed over the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman tried to ignore it but, it’s presence was too strong. It shook him to his core.
New Cat
A New Cat made a surprise visit to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman didn’t quite get her name. Perhaps she’ll return soon.
Alien
the Face of Everyman established the UFO Investigative Team to look into the nature of this photo. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa recorded few sightings of Aliens.
Blame Game
It was the “old blame game” as to who got the last chip. the Face of Everyman began to worry as to the continued presence of the Gulls in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
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