the Face of Everyman always hosted the four legged creatures of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa with a seasonal soiree. Caviar on whole wheat toast points went quickly; faster than the caterers could prepare them. Cracked corn satiated his voracious guests in the interim. The Raccoons were invited for the midnight hour. The venerable sage would be better prepared; he hoped.
Harmony was about to enter the receiving line to meet the groom’s parents. She wanted to look her best as they were a prominent and influential couple here at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. At the last minute she sensed something not quite right and turned to the Face of Everyman for a quick check. Indeed, orts peppered her nose. A quick rinse in the sacred waters of the Spring of Eternal Giving and she felt presentable enough for royalty.
Using modern drone technology Paparazzi were able to circumvent security at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Seen above is that popular rockabilly star Cosmos de Wild. It is rumored that this prize winning photo will appear on the cover of this month’s issue of Fantasy Hunter. the Face of Everyman felt left out of the loop. His subscription had expired.
Sacheverell stopped by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to share his good news with the Face of Everyman. A large insurance company had chosen S to be their national spokesperson and new corporate image. It was a ten year contract and required him to maintain his buff body and suave looks. His antlers were to be insured by Lloyds of London for an undisclosed amount in the event they became unsymmetrical or damaged in such a way as to prohibit public appearances. He was going to miss those dog tossing exhibitions at the county fair; but now his face was his fortune. C’est la vie.
Shenandoah ambled through the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He stopped briefly to pay his respects to the Face of Everyman, the local leading light and spiritual leader. He was really angling to become the Deer Totem for any of the local civic service groups. The venerable sage was at a loss to offer any endorsement. All assignments were booked till the Fall. Unless, of course, he didn’t mind a temp position as totem for the Roadside Clean-up Crew. They weren’t reverent and only needed someone looking after their well being on Saturday mornings.