Jung?

Ginger turned to see if she was being observed. She worried that these secret therapy sessions with the Face of Everyman could make her the laughingstock of the feline community here at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Of course, everyone knew that cats didn’t care what you thought of them.

Slum?

Doggedly the Face of Everyman scrolled through the past week’s footage of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He hoped to find an unfamiliar face. Alas and alack images were of the same old crowd. Where were the Cedar Waxwings, the Scrub Jay, or the Steller’s Jay? Had the Crows made the neighborhood too tough?

Straggler

The Bon Voyage Party was an overwhelming success except Rodney overslept and missed the train. Now alone without friends he must eek his way home to Winter quarters. He could not remain in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He asked the Face of Everyman if he could point which way was south.

Aberration

Many a campfire ghost story is built around this creature. Even the Face of Everyman has yet to identify the image seen here. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa maintains a small museum and gift shop devoted to such anomalies.