On Thursday, I waited until morning to put out my garbage. I wasn't going to risk putting it out the night before for the dog. So, I put it out right before I took my shower, and I made sure the bags with food waste were in a garbage can and not just sitting by the curb.
By the time I left for work scarcely 30 minutes later, my nemesis had pulled the bag out of the garbage can and shredded it, so I spent several minutes in my suit cleaning up the mess. Grr. I guess I'll have to clamp the lid down tightly next time. Either that, or put out some hamburger laced with rat poison and shards of glass...
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