Barney attacked the waterlogged leaf with bone shattering ferocity. His cries of triumph awoke the whole of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Poor, the Face of Everyman, returned to fitful sleep and troubling dreams.


The attack came swiftly and was without mercy. Luckily the Face of Everyman’s body was impenetrable. Most guests in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa were deep asleep and the incident passed without notice.


Barney had finished hunting early and it was time for a well deserved soak at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Luckily basalt rock is very hard otherwise Barney’s sharp talons would have made scars on the Face of Everyman. After all, his face was his fortune.


Quadriga stopped by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa for a late night Aperol Spritz with the Face of Everyman.  The night’s hunt had been good but he had to admit that there hadn’t been a trophy among the five.  “Q” took some delight in relating a brief tale on himself.  It seems that last week a Teddy Bear was left out. It was in shreds before he realized that it wasn’t a warm and cuddly mammal.  The venerable sage laughed politely.

Bounty Hunter

Rivers Styx, the Bounty Hunter, was out hanging wanted posters on Heathcote and other suspects.  He heard the distinctive rustle of leaves and the scurry of small padded feet.  His prize was near.  Then, without warning, the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa security camera captured his startled image.  Nearly blinded he knew that this night’s hunt was over.  He headed home and in a mournful voice he let out his signature hoot: “Who Cooks For You?”   Link takes you off site: