This morning I found evidence that a slug had been in our kitchen overnight.
Tonight, I have lined everything with salt. A thin line on the windowsills, around the sink, near the door, across every trail I found.
I await the carnage.
Jul
11
2007
This morning I found evidence that a slug had been in our kitchen overnight.
Tonight, I have lined everything with salt. A thin line on the windowsills, around the sink, near the door, across every trail I found.
I await the carnage.
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OMG – my husband calls me the slug slayer because of a certain garden incident where I used some slug powder and created a masacre. But in my defence there was nothing worse than standing on a slug when I was hanging out my washing
We used to get them all the time, I don’t know why. The worst was when the cats would eat them….then barf them.
There are reasons I have ducks…
It is totally gross to step on one in bare feet.
No carnage…no new signs of slugs either. Maybe the salt repelled them.
Thank you for the imagery, Amanda, Mary, and Michelle. Bleugh.