“Splish, Splash I was taken a bath.”
Splash
Serrenity
the Face of Everyman tried to remember the days before the Pigeons disrupted daily life in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
Pigeon Pot Pie?
Wadsworth hoped that the Pigeon wouldn’t pick a fight with him or’d there would be Pigeon Pot Pie for dinner. the Face of Everyman was alarmed by such thoughts and hopped that the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa remained peaceful and quiet.
Food
Henretta patrolled the usual areas for nectar, but little was available in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. She found fault with the Face of Everyman for being so generous towards seed eating birds.
Imbalance
The angry mob of Pigeons, 13 at last count, seemed too many to challenge; Pedro took flight. There seemed an imbalance in nature in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman pondered that conundrum.
Pigeons
Those dreadful summer games had begun in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The Stinkin’ Pigeons had started their rude behavior. Was this the end of the Face of Everyman?
Report
the Face of Everyman took this photo to confirm his Pigeon Census Report. Otherwise, it was a slow day at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
Spring
It seemed a sure sign of Spring in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa as the denizens began pairing up. the Face of Everyman made note in the guest register: Birds noted kissing.
Returned
Slowly the Pigeons returned to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman had to admit that even he was glad to see them.
Pigeon
Then one day a curious thing happened, a Pigeon appeared in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. It had been so long since one had been seen that the Face of Everyman couldn’t believe his eyes. He made an immediate pigeon census report.
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