This evening I called Shaun and told him I needed him to hurry home from work to rescue me. We had been invaded by a Man Eating Slug. I had to keep an eye on it to make sure it didn’t get too far. Trust me, they move a LOT faster than one would think.
There was no way I was leaving that wild beast alone and on the loose in the house. I had to do something besides perch on the end of the coffee table while waiting for my Knight to arrive. It’s amazing what great photos my phone will take…from a safe distance of course.
I’d like to say that my gallant hero rescued me. Well, I can say that, because he did. But not before he put the slug near my leg (causing me to get all girly and scream) and now of course, I have to put up with endless teasing.
And to think, I used to rescue him from spiders and never teased him about it. I guess kindness doesn’t really pay…