New Face

The New Face appeared in the peripheral vision of the Face of Everyman. This was just what the venerable sage was always wary of: feral cats setting up camp at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. This one had the classic markings of a tabby. Everyman stretched his neck to see if there might be a collar with a name, a phone number. All he got for his efforts was a crick in his neck.

Tabby Cat

The National Database of feline bio-metrics confirmed that this intruder had the statistical probability of being a cat.  Cats were the least favored guest at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.  the Face of Everyman felt compelled to develop a new algorithm that could assess the hunting skills and degree of hunger of each cat then issue an appropriate level of alarm.  Early trials would begin at dawn.  For now, everyone should shelter in place.