Showing posts with label trash. Show all posts
Showing posts with label trash. Show all posts

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Who Threw Away The Opossum?

Yesterday morning, the Man of the House noticed something was amiss in the garage.  The recycling bins were a bit askew.  And the lid was off one of the big trash bins.  Which appeared to have no bag in it.  Although he knew he had put fresh bags in after his last trip to the recycling center.  Odd...

Perhaps the bag slipped off and was down inside the can.  He took a look-see.  Yep, there it was.  Along with another little surprise.


A opossum had somehow gotten down into the trashcan!  And was now trapped there.  Best guess is that it was messing around the recycling and trash, found the lid loose or off, and in the process of investigating the bin, fell inside only to be trapped by the high walls.  Who knows how long it had been there?  I personally am amazed that it didn't raise enough of a fuss to alert us that something was messing with the trash! 



Now, how to get it out??  The Man of the House dragged the trash bin out into the back yard, stood behind it and tipped it over.  We figured the ugly little marsupial would make a dash as soon as possible.  Wrong!  It stayed tucked inside the trash can.  Until The Man of the House picked up the bottom and dumped it out onto the grass.

At this point it did finally attempt to make a mad dash - right back toward the garage!  The Man of the House had to place himself between the beastie and the garage door and shoo it away from the house.  And all the while I am having fleeting images of him being attacked by this creature and ending up needing rabies treatments.

Fortunately when it realized the human male was in the way, it changed course and waddled off down the yard and into the ditch by the road.  Hopefully never to be seen again.

Although it has left me wondering - Are opossums recyclable?

Friday, January 13, 2012

Sneaky!

Earlier this week I received an envelope in the mail which left me baffled.  It was addressed to me, but there was a window just below the tiny return address which showed my name and said "RESULTS".  Just like that.  In big capital letters.

Now, knowing I have had no sort of tests run recently, I found myself wondering what sort of trickery this was. 

A credit card offer

A new tactic to bamboozle me into opening the envelope to check out the contents, rather than just tossing it straight away.  And I fell right into their evil plot by doing just that!  They won that round.  But in the end they still lost, as the envelope and the offer it contained went into the trashcan.