Mission Impossible: Greyhound Style

First let me set the scene.  Low and serious male voice:  It is Sunday night in our house, dinner time.  Newly imposed tradition of "Get Your Own" is in motion.  Teens decide on marinated chicken wings, rice and garlic bread from the freezer.  Hmm, interesting choice.  The Dynamic Daughter, known to burn the odd chocolate pudding, puts the naked garlic bread in convection microwave oven for 24 minutes... on microwave.  It should have been oven.  OK, we have major stink in entire house, blackened garlic bread in kitchen bin and teens having marinated chicken wings and rice.

Cut to the next day.  House still stinks.  The theme music for Mission Impossible is playing quietly in your head.  Kitchen bin still has offending garlic bread in situ.  Mum goes to town, Dad at work and I can't remember where the Young Negotiator is.  Dynamic Daughter is home alone... with the dogs, cat etc.  Can you still hear that music?  Layla Greyhound, secret agent for Food Obsessives Agency, goes into stealth mode and enters the stinky demilitarised zone ie. the kitchen.  She heads for the source of the stink that is making her salivate and tremble in anticipation.  The Kitchen Bin!  It is our third design of kitchen bin.  The security of the previous two designs were breached by said greyhound, a most inventive agent.  This is the peddle bin design and should be secure.  

"Ha ha ha" (insane laughter by some evil random bloke)  "I don't think so".   Alarm bells go off, lights flash on and off and big steel doors come crashing down (or they would if the bin was fitted with such technology).  The Kitchen Bin has been breached... again! 

Mum returns home to find Dynamic Daughter both angry and frustrated with Layla Greyhound, secret agent for  Food Obsessives Agency.  THREE TIMES she wails, THREE TIMES she got into the bin.  She was scolded and locked out each time, the last being for a whole hour.  Has she learnt her lesson?  Not on your Nelly.  She will do it again, Layla is Mission Impossible dog.  She is on her third kitchen bin and is likely to breech the security of said bin again.  Mother swears and curses and decides to ban both dogs from the kitchen.  Roger, cannot understand why the house rules have changed. 

Mum finds evidence of charcoal garlic bread residue on the carpet in her bedroom.  Oh joy and the smell continues. 

Do do  do do  do do  do do  do do  do do  do do  do-do-do, do-do-do.  Mission Impossible Dog and secret agent for Food Obsessives Agency has stealth mode and cunning on her side.  We are lost.