The marmots around the resort are plotting something. Maybe they are planning a coup. For the last few mornings I've interrupted what looks like a special marmot meeting as I walk around the corner to my office. All eyes turn and look at me with a there's-the-enemy sort of look. They're not intimidated by me either. They just wait until I pass by and continue their meeting. Last week I found a marmot standing in the entryway to the office area. Maybe he is the scout.
I don't know what's happening but I have my eye on them. If I don't answer my phone maybe someone should come looking for me. Or maybe I'm just paranoid and need another vacation...
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