Trash: from mourning to dancing

Someone stole our trash can. Once every week, we take out our trash cans to be emptied. And in the morning, our lovely medium-sized trash can was replaced by a mini one.

I mean, it could have been anyone. That happened last week, and we thought one of our neighbors just made an honest mistake and that we'd get it back this week.

Didn't happen.

Praise God that the city heard our story and will give us a new trash can! Isn't God great?

I will try my best to keep my trash can safe from predators from now on.