Raccoon

The Gold dust twins Obverse and Reverse set out to hoorah the Venerable sage. He decided not to put up a fight but allow himself to be tossed and turned. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was about to become a new sports venue.

Prestley stirred the waters in hopes that any Koi would rise to feed. Only the Face of Everyman knew that there hadn’t been fish in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa for over twenty years.

Pasquale raised his hands in surrender and was arrested. He hoped that the food was better in the Animal Resue Center than the dregs they served up in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was pleased to have on less mouth to feed, yet he knew with the new policy of catch and release that he’d be back soon.

Cast-off Tex-mex birdseed burnt the tongue of this hungry mammal. Terwilliger felt the burn all the way to his toes. The pristine waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa barely cut thru the fire. the Face of Everyman agreed to erect a sign next time.

In another daylight raid the culprit returned to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was aware of tree removal in the fringes of the Resort. Had this creature lost his home?

Everyone was pleased when Three-legged Marge made to her seat before the MLK, Jr. march commenced. the Face of Everyman had set-aside ADA seating for the occasion. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa took care of its own.

In a moment of quiet desperation, Kilgore muttered “When are they going to stock this pond?” Perhaps only the Face of Everyman heard. It fell on deaf ears. Management would never okay that cost for the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.

Barclay couldn’t believe that the fountain had stopped. It was the very signature of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman promised to have it fixed before sundown.

Three of them. “Count ’em.” cried the Face of Everyman. He knew that they were sure to harass him. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was not the happy place it pretended to be.