Trash Cans

Trash cans are the greatest things ever invented by you pink, fleshy humans. Getting those invented must have been impossible.
"Yes. I'd like to patent this 'trash can'. You eat half of a yummy treat, like cake, and then put it into my 'trash can'. Then we get the dogs involved, because the tantalizing smell attracts us to them like moths to a flame. My invention is easily tipable, making it easily in reach for the dogs, who eat like vacuums, making a chocolatey mess."
Inside this plastic haven lies the best snack of all. Leftovers, plastic things, and... ZIPLOCK BAGS!
In fact, today I got into the trash. But no, not the bathroom trash. Not the kitchen trash (although that one is a close second), but the GARAGE trash. Snoopy and I figured that that the garage trash is all the trashes put together. AND WE WERE RIGHT! 'Behold! The Motherload!' Snoopy said. And behold I did. I sniffed, I snoffed, I nipped, I ripped, but most importantly, I ate. I found a treasure. Moldy bread in a ziplock. MMMMmmmm...


But there is always a downside to every treasure. Unfortunatly, my downside was both being caught and dragged away by Sarah, and by the painful stomach ache later.