Black-tailed Deer

Birdseed laced with chili oil repelled those with taste buds. Bimbi’s aunt took a pass on the seed; just as the Face of Everyman had hoped. Now perhaps the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa could stay within budget.

This is Lamont. He is the runt of a litter of one. He is noticeably smaller than the other Fawns. the Face of Everyman was overheard to say, ” It will take the whole village of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to raise this kid.”

To the victor goes the spoils thought the Face of Everyman as two young Bucks tussled over birdseed. What had the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa become?

the Face of Everyman bemoaned the fact that it was hard to attract birds to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa when the deer ate all the bird seed. He thought of asking Big Guy to right the cabana; but then thought better of it.

Aunt Edna was all smiles as she licked the seeds from her lips. Imagine finding all this food in one spot. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was surely a magical spot. the Face of Everyman was livid at the loss of all this expense seed.

Sad Sack had just returned to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He’d been to the Orthodontist in the village in hopes that he could do something about his antlers. the Face of Everyman had one comment, “Better luck next year.”

Arnold stopped by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa expecting to get a little sympathy from the Face of Everyman. Instead, he got a lecture about picking fights with the big guys.