It was a possum. A dead one. A gross, icky, dead possum.
So we decided to upgrade. Previously, we had three banged-up, lidless garbage cans -- one now full of possum corpse -- in this dirty, bug-filled trash area. We'd just left it the way we got it, basically, even to using the cans that the previous owners left.
Now, in our sparkling clean concrete alcove, we have these armor plated trash relocation vessels.
Baby steps towards being grownups.