Sweet ending.
We have 3 barrels as well, but very little is recyclable because we lost our buyers for heavy plastics, paperboard and glass.
When I do yard clean-up, I can only about 3 or 4 contractor-size bags in the barrel.
Jock knows better. Those rabbits can be mean little critters.
Today, in the category of “Where have you been and why didn’t you stay there?”
You know. The things he does when he imagines Christie Brinkley.
Not only that, but you don’t have to eat the shells.
I suspect those letters should have been tossed in the outhouse.
But the black barrels the city provide for our trash only hold about 4 bags (if you tamp it down real good).
Who needs a hacksaw? We’re sharks!
Sweet ending.