Coffee: Fair Trade Ethiopian Medium Dark, Harris Teeter Brand
I read a couple articles about slugs. Big slugs, small slugs. There are hot pink slugs six inches long on Mount Kaputar. That’s in Australia. They’re quite pretty. They share the mountain with cannibal snails. The snails creep toward their brothers, knock them over, suck them dry. It’s quite gruesome.
The article goes on to say all these critters will be gone soon. Climate change is drying up the mountain. A couple degrees change and they’re gone.
You know, I’ve always thought that mottled cats look a bit like slugs. Because of that, I used to save slugs from the clutches of my parents’ house. I’d scoop them up, set them on some fresh leaves in my mother’s garden. I’ve always loved cats; I’ve always liked slugs.
A few tears for Mount Kaputar. Just be careful – slugs and salt don’t mix.
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“All we do is sleep, and eat and lay around and make love. We’re like slugs. Slug-love, I call it.” – Charles Bukowski, Women