Waste Measurements The cat whose name is Phil proudly brings home a dead bird which he offers me as a token of his support. Thanks a ton Phil I say as I pick up his trophy by the leg with a paper towel and carry it to the can at the curb. In the nearby ocean, Laura swims alone on a night without a moon. With all her might she throws her suit ashore but cant see it land about twelve feet short and wash back out to sea. Later she will sneak back across the road and past the trash can.