NO ONE TOLD ME THERE'D BE SLUGS HERE

Slugs? SLUGS? In Idaho? How did I get all the way over here before discovering that there are slugs here? Isn't it too dry? Too hot? Too acidic? Too salty? Something?

Our house in Beaverton was slug headquarters. Between Miss G's doggy door and the low-grade seal on the garage door, I'd find these disgusting creatures on the Pergo at least once a week. Gross! WELL. While taking Miss G out last night before bed, I had my first slug sighting. I discovered this filthy beast sliming his way across my deck. UNACCEPTABLE.

The only sort of slug I had expected to find in Idaho was the kind fer yer shotgun. Hmph.