Compost bins at my place works like this; organic matter-weeds, food scraps, etc go in compost bin, leave awhile, Spot the 'always starving, bottomless pit stomach cattle dog' smells something rotten, compost bin gets turned over, rotting food gets eaten and I get angry.
Paul kept assuring me he'd pin the compost bin down. It never happened so after the 7th raid of the compost bin in 4 days, I took things into my own hands...
This is the outcome of a twenty minute break in the rain, a pile of unused bricks and a determined Rachel to outwit her dog:
The bricks holds the bin on the ground, so it has also solved the problems of the bin lifting off the ground when the lid is taken off, as well as hopefully stopping Spot scoffing rotten food!
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