trash: something worth little or
nothing, things that are no longer
useful or wanted and that have
been thrown away, junk, rubbish
Every Wednesday at o' dark
thirty, I'm taking out the week's
trash, along with our recycle.
I like to tie a few treats for the
drivers on the bars of bins as
well.
Color me crazy, but I always
draw a breath of relief once
the bins are gone. "Why might
that be?" you ask.
This time of year, our local
bears, as well as those cute
little masked mapaches, are
climbing into our trash. You
would think it was the Holy
Grail the way they seek it out.
Funnily enough, both bins
lashed to the nines w/four
bungee cords each, don't
manage to keep the critters
out. Part of me is dead proud
of them, another part of me
wants to slap them silly!
Thinking it over, methinks
having a fab trash service
trumps everything else and
frankly, I get to see my own
private zoo several times a
month . . .
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