I feel your pain there. Mick never, ever empties the bin unless I mention it to him.
Neither does he do the recycling. It can just sit there overflowing in its box in the kitchen waiting for someone (me) to empty it into the outside boxes.
This morning when I came downstairs the dog had taken a packet of crisps (prawn cocktail flavour) from the "crisp bin", taken them into the living room, bit a very small hole in the top and left them there.
I assume their stench put her off.
Thank god she didn't go any further. Can you just imagine the mess when a whole pack of crisps got stuck in her throat and travelled back upwards.