Coyote

Bingo was hungry and the fetid smell of bird droppings suggested that food was at hand. The klaxon of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa announced the intruder. the Face of Everyman remained as still as possible as he dialed 911 with his mind.

Hunting was not allowed at this World Heritage Site. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had enjoyed this protection for many years. the Face of Everyman reminded Renaldo of the law.

Lest we forget that we are still in Coyote territory at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa the Face of Everyman posts an early file photo.

A file image is used to show the element of danger present last night. The manor cat refused to come into her sanctuary at dusk. About midnight, when she knew that she was outnumbered that she begged to come in. Both she and the Face of Everyman spent a restless night. The whole of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa seemed uneasy,

The new camera installed at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was proving it’s worth. A thirsty coyote grabbed a quick drink without so much as a “Howdy do?” to the Face of Everyman. The hunt was over, and dawn was near.

The Killing Fields just got tougher as the Coyotes teamed up for the nightly hunt in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman ordered everyone to shelter in place.

Only the trained eye could distinguish which marauder this was. Nonetheless he had entered the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Even as the alarm bell sounded the Face of Everyman put a bounty on his head,