the Face of Everyman tried not to laugh but . . . this poor Buck had one antler up and the other down. Good thing there was no fighting allowed in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
It was after two in the morning and Big Guy was still making the rounds checking for his harem. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was vast. the Face of Everyman wasn’t going to lose any sleep over this peculiar custom.
No matter where he went the eye of the camera seemed to follow. Bucky felt uncomfortable. Was this harassment on the part of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa? the Face of Everyman said No, it was National Security.
Willard thought it best to rest before the days ahead. He’d need all his energy for fights and scuffles. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa needed to perpetuate the species of Blacked Tail Deer. the Face of Everyman tried to stay out of the way and the dust.
As the browse dried and food became scarse Mom and the Twins ate food meant for the Crows and songbirds. The natural order of things began to change in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman didn’t like it one bit.
New adults begin to appear in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Monarch was constantly on the move seeking new mates. the Face of Everyman tried his best to sleep thru these comings and goings.
Summertime and the living is easy. Mom and the twins enjoy the shade. Bucky has been following wherever they go. This was extended family living at its best. Things were quiet in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa and the Face of Everyman had a smile on his face as he too naped.
Bucky was shy about his new velvet. the Face of Everyman was generous with compliments. The Venerable Sage knew the importance of keeping good blood stock in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa gene pool.
Algernon approached the Face of Everyman. He knew better than ask a foolish question. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was rife with rumors of his stoic attitude towards meaningless questions.