What was a trained killer lap dog to do? Stay at home all day? Ninja sneaked next door to check out the recent changes in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Family members of the kindle ol’ pensioner had rallied to spruce up the vast jungle.
Visitor
Romping
A Dog broke loose from the voice commands of his master and romped near the entrance of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. It disturbed the nap of the Face of Everyman.
Beasts
Scofflaw
Once again the off leash scofflaw returned to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Guests were ordered to shelter in place while management and the Face of Everyman formulated a plan to drive the intruder away.
Marauder
Trash Dog I
Outer perimeter sensors detected a behemoth intruding the magical Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Headquarters assigned an identifier of Trash Dog I. At 4:26 AM Code Red shelter in place was set in motion. In the morning the kindly old pensioner picked up the half-dozen cat food cans this monster had licked clean, then scattered. the Face of Everyman was asked to determine the legality of his dog tags.
Service Animal
the Face of Everyman tried to explain to Scrappy that he was unsuitable for the job. The Ad on Craig’s List was for a Service Animal that would remain in the grand lobby of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa and provide comfort to those guests in distress. The venerable sage pointed out that, by the cut of his jib, he was best at catching rats, mice and gophers. This job would go to someone more docile; perhaps a Lab or a Golden Retriever. Scrappy went home and put his collar on in order to look more respectable for his next job interview. Luckily all his shots were up to date.
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