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Sounds like my battle with mice in my workshop.Cannonpointer » Today, 8:37 pm » wrote: ↑ The escargot type are just an excuse to get butter and garlic into your mouth. That is their function. Plus, they're snails. Not exotic at all in this hemisphere.
I'm talking about forest slugs - gorgeous creatures, gentle-giant herbivores.
Now, I know they're only 4 or 5 inches long. But most of the creatures with which they share an economy are much smaller - making them giants. And they are exceptionally beautiful: almost translucent, with lovely patches of color. Their comings and goings across the rain forest floor used to give me hours of entertainment. I would select an area and decide that it was the entire known world - my temporary Serengeti. I would look at only the things in that domain. Shrinking my world thus, I elevated theirs, making all of the creatures in my selected square yard life-sized. And I would watch the busy-ness of the nameless creatures of my world, examining what they did and sorting why they did it. And from time to time, a forest slug would enter, traverse, disappear into the world that currently wasn't. And when that happened, it was almost as if trumpets were blowing. Compared to everything else in that square yard of forest floor, they were enormous and spectacular and colorful and beautiful. I hated to see them go.
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It's their domain. Until I show up... Gotta set the mine field.
When I bought the place, the previous guy was a lush and had all sorts of stuff mice eat or use.
Quite heavenly for the little bastards. The drunk was nice from neglect. I don't drink...
Now, I'm not one to begrudge self preservation but when they ripped up a huge corner out of my stack of owner's manuals, **** all over my shiny clean tools, chewed insulation and padding off of anything soft... We began the Dance of Death.
I don't do poison for a couple of good reasons.
So, it's patch holes to keep the Ho Chi Minh Trail empty as possible and then traps.
I've never discovered every single entrance/exit and they learn to walk around traps.
It'll be the 50 Years War... On a tiny scale.
Please seat yourself.
I like the very things you hate.
I like the very things you hate.