Bin Day

24/7/11

Bin Day is an event which I’m sure you all are used to by now, but have you ever actually stopped to think about it?


I have bin ( sorry! ) been thinking about it a lot this morning.
We are all used to the bin being emptied once a week and the council moaning over this and that which they will and won’t take if they feel like it despite the fact they’re paid to do so by us in the first place and perhaps it would be better for them to only empty it once a fortnight now as it would be easier for them but really it would be better all around if they only had to empty it once a year and then they could spend the rest of the time putting their feet up and drinking tea.


We know the rubbish now needs to be sorted into recyclable, non-recyclable and compostable but I bet most of you don’t know that it is my job to empty the bins out at the Rescue. Oh yes I get all the posh jobs me, sometimes I think Helen would even have me cleaning up my own poo if she could !!


For some reason lost in the mists of time Bin Day at the Rescue has always been on Sunday, so this morning, just like every Sunday morning I’ve had to do the bins.
No chance of a nice lie-in for me at the weekend, oh no! No breakfast in bed for poor old Mutley, no ” I’ll just have a nice snooze for ten more minutes and then perhaps another cup of tea before I get up “.
So today I deliberately made a lot of noise about it, banging the bin and repeatedly calling out ” Keep Sunday Special !!” in a loud voice to vent my frustration and make Helen feel guilty about making me do such a demeaning job on what should be my Day Of Rest.
I must have struck a raw nerve, because when she came down ( to get more tea!! can you believe it?!!! ) instead of thanking me for doing such a good job so early in the morning, she seemed as cross as she always is on Bin Day.


I’ll never understand why she’s always in a bad mood whenever she gets up on Sunday mornings…

15 thoughts on “Bin Day”

  1. If there are any other dogs out there whose job it is to empty the bins I’d love to hear your stories!

  2. Mutley may I remind you of The Rules of The Dog Room believe me you are getting off lightly !!!!!!!

    1) All dogs will be responsible or keeping beds clean and tidy,blankets are to be kept neatly folded & not dragged out into the garden, any carpet is to be kept swept, there is a carpet sweeper under your bed for this purpose, I do not expect you to use a hoover I am not hard.
    2) The garden must be kept clear of poo at all times, dogs on yard duty will find bags for this purpose by the door, these bags are to be placed in the bin provided & not thrown over the fence into next door’s garden. If I ever get complaints from the neighbours about this you will be on yard duty for a whole week.
    3) When you have made me my cup of tea in the morning I expect to find all dogs asleep on tidy beds,I do not want to come down to an untidy dog room with noisy dogs.
    4) Failure to comply with these rules may lead to extra yard duty.

    To be read & digested by all dogs, for those dogs that think digest means eat, it doesn’t, eating paper makes for more action in the rear end department & we all know what that means!You got it you will only be making more work for yourselves. Point taken I hope !!

  3. “Rules, rules, rules…”

    *mutter mutter mutter*

    *chunter chunter chunter*

    Keep Sunday Special!
    Where’s the Rule about that?

    *mutter mutter mutter*

    *chunter chunter chunter*

  4. Chores chores chores….my dog, meg, kindly helps herself to our dirty laundry on a regular basis. I’m sure she’s trying to help out…Oh joy to socks!!!

  5. I have to do the dirty laundry too,
    Monday is Wash Day.
    For all Helen says about me getting on a bit, there’s no sight of early retirement from all the chores yet..

  6. @ Mutley,

    You do NOT do all the laundry, I have the worst part of that having to do all the smalls

  7. Mutley, its your good friend Minnie here. I too have a titchy problem living with me. I decided to ‘tidy’ the kitchen of cheese and butter this morning. Did I get a thank-you for all my hard work? Nope, I did not! I got an earfull and Mr Big (the titchy terror) got a treat. Honestly, there’s no pleasing ‘her indoors’

    Love you, Minnie xxxx

    PS Been stashing Bonios under the cooker for you…. my endless love….

  8. @ Minnie,

    I too have experienced problems tidying up cheese in the past and I’m pleased to be able to share this tip with you for future domestic organisation: Even though it requires immense willpower, do not tidy up all the cheese at once ;-) Save two small pieces and place one in each ear, then when the inevitable happens one has some degree of protection from the telling off and can blissfully ignore it so that one’s memory of the cheese tidying is not sullied. Furthermore, the two small pieces can then be enjoyed as a spot of supper when all the fuss has died down!
    I have endless love for anyone who saves up Bonios for me!!
    XXX

  9. Mutley, do you have endless love for me as I am the person who saves up the most Bonios for you? With regard to chores if you are so overworked then how come I keep buying you luxurious softer and deeper beds to cushion your old bones? And these old bones of yours seem to spend an awful lot of time lying on them !!!!

  10. hello there Minnie,good tip about the cheese,my job is to tidy the recycling bin,take all the empties behind the sofa and shred them,hence make the the job easier for my person,Ime Bellas housemate Diggery,since she arrived 8 weeks ago ive had to mark all my teddies by biting off the left ear so she knows which are mine,we enjoy a good rough and tumble but she always wins!thats girls for you much karma

  11. @ Helen,
    I’m rather hurt that you don’t already know how much I’m totally devoted to you
    else how else would I have been fed all these years?
    Haven’t you heard the racket I make whenever you go out without me?
    Are the soft beds because you feel guilty about giving me so many chores?

    The fact that I have to spend so long in bed is probably because I’m exhausted from working my paws to the bone.

    Do you have any spare Bonios now actually, since you mention it, I would rather fancy one…

  12. Hey Mutley what a top tip! Thanks… although my pet doesnt tell me off very much. She recognises my supreme excellence and dominance. She is very lucky to be my pet. She knows your pet, Helen, quite well, so lets meet soon for a splash in the river. I do so love looking at you when you have wet hair.

    Licks and love,

    Your Min xxx

  13. Hello Pat, thats quite some teef you have got there! I do like the occasional flip flop myself, although it irks the pets daughter. The flowers on the top of the flip flops looked so tasty, I rather thought it rude not to….

    Min xx

  14. finally wrestled the mouse from ‘my lady’ – mum to me. Hellow Pat – Mum collects teddies, if I was to chew them she would be soooooooooooooooo upset, I do bring her one occasionally, ever so carefully. She thanks me very politely and puts it right back where I got it from. I don’t chew shoes either, but I do hide my balls in Mums slippers, gernerally when they are well slobbered, then I sleep with my head on the slipper, don’t smell too bad!

    Mum has learnt how to break the gravvies into three, dash it all. But I do get BIG bones REAL bones once a week so musn’t complain. One happy dog me.

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