
the Face of Everyman awoke with a start. The hot breath of POGO was blowing right on him. Apparently, the whole of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa wasn’t big enough for the both of them.

Pogo was a day late and a dollar short. The Crows, Pigeons, and Opossum had all been here before him and cleaned his plate. He would just have to root for his supper in the vast forests of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman thought it only fitting that wild animals should be allowed to be animals.