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haha I feel sorry for slugs, its like they are the snail's poor homeless cousin. This week someone guessed it pretty much straight away, it was a wave crashing into a beach.

When I was smaller we had a huge outdoor tomcat we fed by the front door. Tough, rough and with a menacing air if you didn't know him, he was a wonderful security guard, and rarely did a solicitor or salesman get by him to the door :)

One evening I stepped out onto the front porch for some air. As usual, Mr. Sir would jog up for lovins.

I was bending down to meet him when he stopped mid stride with a most confused and disturbed look in his eyes. I followed his gaze.

There, reaching into his food bowl was a very large slug.

Mr. Sir and I watched, transfixed and horrified, as the slugs mouthhole curled around a cat kibble, to be as I could only imagine absorbed thru it's skin as there was no visible mouth.

I suffered recurrent nightmares of giant, people eating slugs sliding over houses and buildings, absorbing every human in their path after that. It was very traumatic.

I can only imagine the dreams the cat had- it was his dish after all...

Even after a thorough washing we had to replace The food dish, as Mr. Sir never ate from that bowl again.

haha, omg, I could see how that could scar you for life, but it did make me laugh, I had a garden with herbs but it kept putting me and the snails at odds so I got rid of the herbs... lol. Now we live in peace lol..

By way of mutual ignoring.

I'll go my way as long as you don't also go my way and absorb me thru your mouthhole.

;)

LMAO, love it! hahahahaha