I was all cozy in bed last night, and Carlos was already asleep, when I decided that I needed to use the toilet. When I returned to bed, I slipped off a sandal and put my foot on the floor for balance. But I didn't touch the floor, just a cold slimy mass. I jumped in to bed and peeked over the side to see another slug! I woke up Carlos to complain. He was not very happy to be woken up, so mumbled that we should just salt it.
So I did.
The next morning we had a squishy mass of preserved slug on the floor, which Carlos graciously removed for me.
Does anyone know how to discourage these visitors?
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plate of beer, they get drunk and drown themselves-via mom
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