American Robin

the Face of Everyman was flustered. A rude guest was splashing about and being caught on the security camera of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The venerable sage composed a few stern words to be shared.

He had always heard that the early bird got the worm. But Ransom wasn’t sure he liked these morning hours. Flying in the dark was dangerous even in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman voiced an agreement and dozed back to sleep.

the Face of Everyman could always tell when Father Robin hadn’t had his morning coffee. Staff at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had overslept after a night of watching Super Bowl LVII trivia and replays.

Looking more like an X-ray image rather than an early bird out for worms in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa this Robin wanted talk with the Face of Everyman. Of course, the venerable sage wanted to sleep till dawn.

These Two were looking for a free lunch at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa; but the venerable sage had to disappoint them. the Face of Everyman had been informed that the shipment of worms had been delayed till Tuesday.

the Face of Everyman had hoped for Peace in our time, but, no, a flock of Robins flew in to stage their corporate retreat at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Could they ever settle down?

As ice began forming in the sacred waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa the Face of Everyman was forced to turn ON the pond heater. Too many complaints were bad for business.

You could lead Baby Huey to water, but you couldn’t make him bathe. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa let parents handle this problem on their own. the Face of Everyman had advertised for a position as Water Counsellor, but hiring was put off till next season.

If there was anything Mullard hated it was frivolity, especially here in the war-torn Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman awoke at the suggestion that this vast estate was under siege.