Things that should be on the other side of the window.

So this is one of those things that you find on your side of the window that you wish was on the other side. I'm embarrased to say that this was on my side of the window. But it was in the basement garage near the door. We don't have these things running wild all over the house.

I found this when I had to go to the corner of the garage to get rags to clean up the quart of polyuerithane (pol-e-your-eh-thane) wood finish that I placed on the floor (because the lid wouldn't go on because I bent the can when I dropped it on the floor when I put a finish on my wooden mushroom) and knocked it over with the lawn mower that I remembered to bring in to the garage when I went to the basement to re-set the bearker that Xtal tripped when she tried to use light to see the food she was microwaveing as she cooled off with a fan.

I threw a penny next to it for reference. After I took the photos and put the fat piece of crap in the bag with the polly-you're-a-thain soaked rags I remembered that I read once that if you want to keep these out of your garden, you can put a strip of copper on the ground. Slugs won't go on copper because it burns them (or something).

Funny story: when we first moved to the state of Misery from Colorado we had not seen these things before. It was the summer that Pickle turned 2. She loved anything that moved and called it her pet. We were outside and I used a stick to pick a big-ol'-nasty slug up. I gave it to her and she said "Look daddy its my pet!" Then she started talking to it and telling it it was good pet. "Mommy! Come see!" she wanted to show her new pet to her mom. Xtal came out saw it on the stick and turned around. She came back out of the house and dumped a handful of salt on it (being new to the midwest we'd never done on a salty slug slaughter). Of course it started liquifying. "What's it doing Mommy?" Pickle said. "Dying!" Xtal said in a very excited tone.
Of course Pickle bursts into teers and starts throwing a tantrum - "YOU'RE KILLING MY PET! OH, MY PET! Why are you killing my pet!"
It was pretty funny watching Pickle realize that mommy was having fun killing her pet.

Okay, maybe not so funny if you weren't there.