I have two Garbage Dogs, Fate and Bud. All I have to do is say, “hey, let’s go to the dump,” and the two race for the door, rush to the car and hop in as soon as the door is open. On the way they start intently at the roadside, getting more and more excited as we near the town recycling center, one known as the town dump.
By the time we pull into the dump, both dogs are besides themselves, squealing, whining, wagging their tails.
There, their friends Bob and Devon are always waiting for them, they have a can of biscuits by the cash register and each comes out to give Bud and Fate a biscuit, sometimes a donut. Once, Bud got so excited he just jumped out of the window and was shocked to find himself on the ground outside the car. He was happy to hop back in.
I keep the windows high. I took this photo today at the dump, I had biscuits in one hand, the Iphone in the other.