I forgot what day it was last night, and put my garbage out on the curb. My big, 2 weeks old garbage bag. Full of chicken.
Get the picture?
Be glad I didn’t take one, it was a disaster.
What is it about garbage that attracts the animals? Is it the rotting meat? Ewww!
Jen ended up having to re-bag a bunch of garbage, fighting clouds of flies and beating a raccoon to death no doubt, since I was at work already.
I’m firmly in the “I wish we had bag tags so that I could put out extra garbage” camp. I still don’t have recycling containers and so have tons of garbage that needs to be dealt with and last week I ended up having to store garbage in the garage as we had too many bags out. If I could have paid to put out more bags, I would have.
Anyone in the London area know where I can buy recycling containers?
NiteMayr’s helpful advice on raccoon fighting:
Raccoon combat is never pretty, it always seems to involve low blows and insults about one’s mother. I will usually just toss some cat food off to the side and insult their love of “pussy food”. Yes, it’s a low blow, but it puts them off-balance for the final “yo mama’s so furry that she has an entire page on Encyclopedia Dramatica” which sends them into a shame spiral. It’s troubling that even racoons are familiar with ED, but that’s the viral nature of the ‘net for you!
–Nitemayr “Raccoon Combat”