Garbage rewind

To be clear, there has been garbage in my yard long before there was ever a blog about it. The first garbage was a VCR - just sitting in front of the house the day we moved in.

This necessitates that we take an occasion to hop into the garbage wayback machine, and look at some of the most memorable garbage.

It was the night of September 18th, 2009. My sister was visiting and our conversation was interrupted by the sound of a crying cat. Sure enough, someone threw some very cute garbage in our yard: a three week old kitten!

It was cold, sad, and smelled like garbage. Also...

That's right. Barely even a nub.

Despite the apparent defect (to call it "cute" would be patronizing), the kitty seemed worth keeping around. We couldn't keep her, so she went to my parents. They named her Shaylee and she is doing fine.