The Bon Voyage Party was an overwhelming success except Rodney overslept and missed the train. Now alone without friends he must eek his way home to Winter quarters. He could not remain in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He asked the Face of Everyman if he could point which way was south.
All of a sudden, a whole squadron of Wild Canaries appeared. They had missed the lunch hour and were too early for high tea. the Face of Everyman made special arrangements with the dining hall to feed them so that they could be on their way South. He knew that they would return next year for the best in west coast nesting at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
It was a pleasure for the Face of Everyman to welcome the young couple to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The booked in for the entire breeding season; at least what was left of it.
Well things were looking up in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. A nice couple were looking to nest somewhere. the Face of Everyman recommended a fir tree close at hand. He tried to make them feel welcome.
Bob hardly heard a word the stranger was saying. With the Goddess back in place everything should return to normal in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Even the Face of Everyman would agree it hadn’t. The female wild canaries should have arrived by now.
Here it was the first day of Brides Month and Apollo hadn’t even met anyone. “Was he at the wrong resort?” “Did everybody go on to Canada?” the Face of Everyman didn’t respond. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was still a good place to hangout for the Summer.
Daxton was on “speed dating” and didn’t want a lot of chit chat. First names was a good start for any romance in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman offered couples counselling if needeed.
Preston looked high and low for any sign of his breed. Was he early or late in his migration? The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa looked the same as last year. Where were all the others? the Face of Everyman was busy catching rays and was oblivious to his plight
At last, thought the Face of Everyman, some males in full display. Summer in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa seemed assured.
“Holy Moly.” cried the little songbird. “Are you a Vulture?” Strange things are seen in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Just ask the Face of Everyman.
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