Lunch at an Italian restaurant today, hubby picked out a little dark green ball from his salad. Just as I was about to say “It’s a caper, eat it”, the ball lengthened to 15mm, then curled and flexed, started to move on the plate. It’s a living slug! I raised my hand to call over a waitress.

Hubby was very serious and said, “First thing, don’t kill it.”

The couple sitting next to us was amazed to see the slug. Instead of being scared like most people, the man offered to take the slug out to a garden on his way home. So a slug carefully wrapped inside a napkin was given to him.

Two western guys, two lifesavers.


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