Last night we went to an awesome cookout/potluck at our friends' Jenny and Charles' house. This little guy came home with us on the bottom of a grocery sack. It's especially funny because we had a LONG conversation about slugs at the party. Have you ever kissed a banana slug? I hear it's a California thing. When we got home, I heard, "Ellen, come here!" with that there-is-something-strange-afoot tone in Matthew's voice. Mr. Slugworth was then quickly removed to the back deck. He was at least 3 inches long and kind of cute.
slug hug,
Ellen
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