The other night at bedtime Ben came giggling in to the bedroom announcing he had set a trap. Since I had not bought any snail bait, he made his own slug trap made of salt...sprinkled generously all over the floor. (I'm not sure who he thought was going to clean it up)
But guess what. We saw some fizzy tracks through the salt yesterday morning, and that was it. No more slug. Where it melted and died I do not know, and I feel kind of bad. But the glee in Ben's laugh and the light on his face at his cleverness was maybe worth the torture of the poor little slimer.
And now there are frogs. In my bedroom closet. We caught one jumping around the bedroom 2 weeks ago and Ben let it go outside. Last night I heard some croaking but figured it was under the house. And today there they were, 2 froggies hiding behind some pictures I wanted to hang up. After much screaming, running around, and some help from Benny, I caught them. I made Ben release them further from the house this time.
Don't even ask me how many spiders live here.
Hopefully the skink in the front yard doesn't make its way in next.
6 comments:
Oh, that's hilarious! I can almost hear Ben cackling gleefully at his trap!
What a smart little boy you have! Critters in the house are never fun, but I never thought of frogs! A little boy's dream house!!!
Sounds frightening!!
That made me laugh thinking and picturing Ben laughing and setting the trap. And then picturing you running around screaming...what fun adventures you guys seem to be having!!
Eww... That is all I can say
yah- we used to have slugs in our backyard in North Vancouver. As soon as we saw a slug we would run and grab the salt and pour it quite liberally all over the slug and watched the slug dissolve. A few years later it hit me that we were basically torturing them...but that seems to be the only way to get rid of them. i totally understand. they are gross. i must say. I remember stepping on a banana yellow one in my barefeet. YUCK!
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