A conversation I overhead in the Zoolatry house earlier this morning ...
"Poppy Vic, did you put the trash down this morning?"
"Boo, today's not trash pick up day."
[yes, furriends, he has called her "Boo" for about 38 years now, sorry]
"Well, then I think it's the day we put the recycle stuff down..."
"No, that was yesterday."
Now I'm not so much concerned about trash day, however, there are
times when I think they might consider recycling me ...