Free swim day brought all the free loaders from near and far. Anybody want some free-range squab? The pool at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa would certainly need cleaning now. the Face of Everyman was always ambivalent about these sales’ promotion.
Carstairs was living proof that the gene pool was too small for this community. the Face of Everyman knew that he must look further afield in order to bolster the fail balance in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
“Splish, Splash I was taken a bath.”
the Face of Everyman tried to remember the days before the Pigeons disrupted daily life in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
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.
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.
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.
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?
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.
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.
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