I hate slugs. Not as much as I used to - they used to totally freak me out, but now it is at least a case of extreme dislike rather than abject terror. However, the recent development that we have a slug invasion in the house is most definitely not welcome.
It also started a few nights ago, when we spotted a slug in the kitchen. I therefore gathered it up in a bit of kitchen roll, strode to the back door, and unceremoniously ejected the creature. (This is actually not the very first slug we've seen there, but it was the first for a long time.) Then, a few nights later we had no fewer than three slugs all at once. And then one more.
Ultimately, I think this is caused by two things. The first is the drop in temperature, which makes the indoors that much more appealing. The second is that there must be a tiny little hole that they can squeeze through and thus get in. Alas, my fear is that that hole will be somewhere horribly inaccessible. Sigh.
(It's also possible that they've recently been stirred up by us covering up the BBQ and/or getting rid of a tree root that was sitting in the garden, thus disturbing their hibernation. In which case, maybe we've seen the last of them for a while. That would be nice.)
My other consideration, of course, is how all this affects Funsize. Fears can be contagious, so if a child sees a parent totally incapacitated by the sight of some creepy crawly, they're very likely to pick up on that. And so it is incumbent on my to just get on and deal with these things, despite the obvious and very real threat to life and limb.
Or something. I'm still going to eject them with great relish.
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