You all know that I not only talk the talk about frugality and green living, but I also walk the walk. I’m out there hanging my laundry on the clothesline, borrowing books from the library and shopping Goodwill for all my family’s needs. I clean with homemade eco-friendly cleaners, batch errands when driving, produce minimal garbage and compost yard debris and food scraps.
Or do I?
Actually I don’t compost at home anymore, but let me explain the circumstances. I bought my first compost bin in 1997, and added a second one a few years ago when a neighbor was throwing one out. My lovely shaded backyard translates to 70 bajillion dropped leaves in the fall, so an extra compost bin was a welcome addition to my life. And for years and years, I had no problems with the compost bins. Sure, I’d see an occasional mouse in the bin, but I didn’t let that bother me too much.
But then came the rats.
The rats that built an empire in and around the the bins, nibbled a hole in the foundation of my house behind the bins and then formed a settlement in my basement.
In all, my husband and I (plus the neighbors, who were catching them in their yard next to the compost) caught twenty or so rats. (We have since cemented over the hole the rats had made.) There are three locked and loaded traps in the basement that haven’t been triggered in almost three weeks, so we’re thinking we got them all.
And those compost bins? I put them on the curb with a free sign, and they were gone in under an hour.
Good thing Portland, Oregon has curbside composting.
“Use it up, wear it out, make it do or do without.”
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