Opossum

the face of Everyman had trouble wrapping his head around the fact that there were two of these prehistoric creatures foraging in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Who would have thought?

Pogo remains a popular guest at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman wished that there were more like him. He cleaned up the rain-soaked seed and other flotsam and jetsam.

the Face of Everyman marveled at how well the three-legged bandit foraged thru the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Could he become the new poster boy for the Paralympics?

POGO returned to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to register to vote. Alas, he had no proof of citizenship. He explained to the Face of Everyman that his family had been here since the Ice Age. The venerable sage was not swayed by his preposterous argument.

the Face of Everyman decided to call his new guest Pogo. He thought of inviting him for tea, but the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had shuttered its tea garden for the Winter. Maybe in the Spring.

Once again Jellybean missed out on dinner. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa couldn’t keep a table open all night. the Face of Everyman was trying to rein in the budget.

Mr. Possum found it peaceful in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa this time of night. The manor house painters had stowed their ladders and brushes; even the Face of Everyman had found time for a nap.

A bump in the night awoke the Face of Everyman. What could it be? He welcomed the intruder to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Merriweather apologized and moved on after his drink.