Saturday, September 26, 2009

Animal Lover

I love animals. I love the furry kind, and I have a new found love of the scaly variety. My dad and step-mom have birds, so I like the feathered as well. I love the smell of a puppy's breath and paws, and horse smell is my favorite thing ever. Man, I could just breath in a horse for hours. I love watching animals and learning new things about them. For instance, have you ever seen a snake drink? It's pretty cool. It's almost like they're drinking from a straw.

However, there's one certain animal that I don't like very much. I suppose my dislike for them all started when I was around 13. You know, that tough tom boy I used to be? The one who was completely fearless, strong, and the least 'girly' thing you could imagine. Yep...that was me. And then one day, I walked outside barefoot. The washer and dryer were in a room on the back of our house. I had to walk down the stairs and around to the door. Anyway, when I went out the door, I stepped right on top of a slug. Slug snot shot out across the yard, and on my foot, and I screamed and did the GIRLIEST dance you have ever seen. AH...GROSS!!! So pretty much since then, I avoid the little buggers.

I would like to point out that before this happened, a friend of mine had a resident slug that would eat the cat's food everyday. We named him Rocky. Rocky Slug. He was a far superior slug and he shall be remembered.

I took the garbage out tonight. Yes, at midnight, that's what I choose to do with my time.

I walked outside, barefoot 'cause I'm a genius. Logan and Cassie were quite happy to have a late night visitor, so I played and petted and Logan fetched...good times...good times. I started back in the house, and looked down just in time to stop myself from stepping on the fattest slug the world has ever seen. Oh my! It's SLUGZILLA!!! So I did what any sane person would do. I went inside and got my camera.

I wish you could really see how big this guy actually is. He is HUGE! Like a fat, stubby sausage. YUCK...bad camparison.
His little brother.
"I shall call him Squishy and he shall be mine and he shall be my Squishy..."
Sorry. I love Dory:)


  1. Oh we love slugs at our house. The kids like their slime trails and more especially like melting them with salt (evil, I know!) We call em snails with no shells!

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  3. I too was the tough Tomboy type. I too have done the girly slug dance. It happens. That is REALLY nasty feeling!! LOL! Those slugs look like the extra huge and extra gooey variety... Eeewwww.


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