Louise had arranged for her mail to come to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. She was anxious to receive her Old Farmer’s Almanac so that she could dress appropriately for the weather. the Face of Everyman shared his extra copy.


Villagers had been asked to not feed the deer; there was adequate browse. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was a huge game preserve. Many found a liking to bird seed. the Face of Everyman lamented that this was largely his fault.

Unwanted Guest

The pool at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa remained an attraction to all manner of creatures. Curiosity prevailed driving some to break thru established barriers. Sometimes yelling helped to drive them off. the Face of Everyman was never sure what worked best.


Bucky was beginning to make a pest of himself, returning time and again to show his impressive antlers to the Face of Everyman. Didn’t he realize that throughout the vast forests of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa there were many who sported just a fine a rack as he? The venerable sage was gracious in his remarks.


Even after she had licked up all the birdseed scattered for songbirds Lucile still felt unsatisfied. Surely, she said to the Face of Everyman, the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa could afford a more robust meal for the little people. The venerable sage was caught off guard by her remark.


Mom teaches her young the delights of licking up bird seed scattered for songbirds at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman had already made adjustments to his feeding budget. Overage was just part of doing business with wildlife.