Panther guarded the single cherry; expecting a crow to be enticed to swoop in and eat it. Hunting in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was forbidden. the Face of Everyman expected everyone to abstain.
Vigilance
High Tide
This neighborhood Tabby thought high tide at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was a good time to forage for birds. the Face of Everyman was astonished at such brazen antics. Hmmm.
Escape
After months of captivity the new manor house cat escaped the confines of her loving home. Maggie Mae went straight to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to seek out interlopers. the Face of Everyman saved any formal introduction for next time.
No Fishing
Try as he might Calypso’s hypnotic stare could not make a fish appear in the sterile waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman had posted NO FISHING signs as a deterrent, but that hadn’t worked.
Hunter
Hunting was not allowed in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa, a UNESCO World Heritage site. the Face of Everyman was quick to remind the intruder that: “A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush.”
Nimrod
From somewhere Nimrod appeared with a fish in his beak; a first for Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Crows. Closing for a separate kill is Panther. By mornings light the Face of Everyman awoke to the stench.
Bold
The Tabby seemed to make herself at home in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the face of Everyman wondered how brazen these predators had become.
Curious
Always curious. A new night visitor to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Was he domestic or feral? the Face of Everyman was curious too.
Hunter
Cats were becoming frequent hunters at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. So much so that the Face of Everyman ordered more collars with bells.
Hunting
On the oft chance she would not be detected Panther ignored the no hunting rules in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman followed up on his Amazon order for a collar with bell.
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