Hello, I’d like to talk to you about garbage. Every day, well-meaning homeowners dispose of their garbage in tightly-sealed tear-proof bags, unaware of the hazards this can cause. You see, when food decomposes, it releases toxic fumes, which combine with discarded household chemicals to create a volatile gas that can explode at any random moment. So do your part for safety and leave your garbage loose in a can outdoors with the lid open. Thank you.
Via Reddit.
Never mind the loose lid on the garbage can – I’m
leaving the fridge open for you, you cutie! Come
on in! Can I get you anything else? I am putty,
PUTTY, I tell you, in those squee wee hands!
He should come over to the trash corrals in my condo complex. He and his friends would have a feast!
Trash pandas are well known for their safety awareness.
Trash pandas! I’ve never heard that phrase before: LOVE IT!
“Trash Pandas” has so much potential! It could be a thrash rock band, it could be a term of endearment to a sloppy person, it could even be a plastic panda snap-on safety latch for your trash barrel so little cuties like this couldn’t get in it.
Trash panda is my word of the day. I’m going to try to slip in in my conversations all day!
Trash Pandas. Perfection.
I take no credit for it – I saw it in a meme somewhere and it made me laugh out loud, so it stuck. Other names included catsnake (ferret), sea catsnake (otter), and fart squirrel (skunk).
I like “tube cat” for ferrets. Also, kneesocks with eyes.
Ha ha ha Fart Squirrel.
Oh yes, I saw that meme and loved it! I think it was on Tastefully Offensive. But I didn’t remember ‘Trash Panda’ – that is wonderful.
Ok, now I am going to have to add these to my repertoire. “Fart Squirell”?! Yesssss
Watching the digital snow sprinkling down over this little baby makes me want to wrap that towel around him and snuggle him in my lap while I work.
Such thoughtfulness and unselfish concern. You, sir, are a credit to your species.
Yes, he looks very earnest – we should take his advice seriously. I’m going downstairs right now and open the lid on the Dumpster 😀
I will provide a warm wet towel to wash your face and paws. Then a relaxing massage.
That’s how you get suckered in–prosh wee faces and bitsy hand-paws and dewy eyes. Then…they grow up…and chew through your dormer roof in the middle of a Noah’s Ark-type thunderstorm.
It’s their job. How much did that set you back?
Enough that I now look askance at even the cutest baby raccoons!
(Approx. $600, 10 yrs ago. Should have taken pics, but I really didn’t want to remember the incident that clearly.?Never left out food for them again)