The curved medical computer screen was far too big to fit inside the little trash can. Sure, it came up to Jarf's waist, but to other people it only came up to their mid thigh. So yes, big trash bags were called for. He squatted in front of the counter that was still built up to a normal one's height, and opened one of its bottom cabinets.
The box of garbage sacks was all but swatted out. Slamming the cabinet shut with his tail. Jarf pulled out one of the black bags that he could very easily fit into. He shook it open, then approached the broken table and scooped the two halves of the screen into it. The pieces clanked and jingled together, and were soon joined by the smaller snapped off pieces of the table, then the chair. It was about time he got a new one any way. Odds were, though, he'd just be made to stand.