Once again, despite the grainy image, security forces were able to get a iris scan for a positive ID of Rocky searching the waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The Koi were safely in an aquarium behind the bar in the Lounge. the Face of Everyman seen peacefully sleeping, had made to it his goal that anyone with such unacceptable behavior was not allowed to enter. “R” would have to wait for Crawdad season to open on the first day of Spring.
Yada had forsaken his old ways; no longer did he seek the famous Golden Koi thought to inhabit the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. To the surprise of everyone, including the Face of Everyman, Yada was now reduced to subsisting on the leftover seeds meant for songbirds. The venerable sage knew this diet would not sustain the former omnivore. Yada’s friends staged an intervention and forced him to eat escargot for a week.
Heavy Fall rains brought the Robins back to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to forage for the succulent worms that perhaps could be found only in this remote region of the Pacific flyway. the Face of Everyman resumed his export mail order business shipping up to six crates a week of his signature brand Olympic Select Worms to Koi farms in the orient where they were the preferred dietary supplement.
Rocky enjoyed fishing. He was naive when it came to believing others that the golden Koi were yet to be found in the waters of the Foggy Bottom Resort and Spa. By the dim light of the waning crescent moon he groped deeper into the murky depths, hoping to not awaken the Face of Everyman. He could be a real grouch …