Simone had waited all day for the census team to come by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. She had marked Other on her form in the square asking for gender. She wanted to explain why on last year’s form she had used the name Lester and now things were changing. As gently as possible the Face of Everyman explained that the Census Team came by yesterday and collected all the forms. Maybe next year she could fill out two forms and they could decide which to use.
Little Audrey was lodging a formal complaint with the Face of Everyman. She had learned that squirrels were not part of the Audubon Christmas Bird Count. She tried to explain how she felt about being left out of the big picture. The venerable sage chose his words carefully and tried to put a happy face on the concept that a count of more birds suggested a better and healthier ecosystem while on the other hand an increase in rodents suggested a dearth of Coyotes and Owls. She left feeling safer and somewhat mollified but reserved judgement for now. All of the feathered folks within the fictitious zip code of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa eagerly awaited the annual census.