Since the pigs are gone, there’s a serious risk that vegetable scraps could start piling up in the kitchen. Thankfully, we have a pair of highly efficient biological garbage disposal units. To activate disposal, drop a scrap of vegetable on the floor.
Aggie is very enthusiastic about her job and is on call 24 hours a day. Within seconds of impact (or a foot tapping), she will be on the scene to investigate. If she had her way, our compost pile would be a lonely place–not one scrap would ever reach it.
For the life of him, Edgar can’t figure out why Aggie is eating all that green stuff. But hey, if she likes collard greens, then he should like collard greens. He forces himself to chew and swallow a leaf with a morose look on his face. An eating competition then commences, with Aggie eating as much as she can possibly fit in her stomach, and Edgar slowly but determinedly trying to keep up the pace. Eventually Edgar gives up and collapses in the corner.
Aggie eats until she can eat no more. Twenty minutes later, she is back for a topping off. Hmm, that’s a lot of fiber. We may need to take the dogs out again tonight …