Thursday, June 19, 2008

Carnage

Our house has become a house of carnage.  It's a morning and evening ritual, especially on the cool, wet days and evenings - sometimes as a family, other times as individuals - we stalk our prey and protect our garden boxes from being ransacked by slugs.  I won't provide any pictures of our "kills" as we try to maintain a modest G to PG rating site, not to mention they are pretty disgusting.  Yes, every morning and evening, we go outside with our salt shaker - it's a good thing that we bought a 50 lbs bag (yup, we bought a lifetime supply) and have plenty of salt to put on these suckers.  Even the kids are involved - Liliana loves to spot them out for us and Mattie desperately tries to grab for the salt shaker, trying to get it to her mouth.  

For those of you not familiar with this method of disposing of these creatures, it is a secret carefully guarded and passed down from my older brothers down the chain and now I pass it on.  Good luck to those of you who suffer the same problems as we do!  

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

yuck! i remember walking in scotland after rainstorms and squishing the critters under my sneakers. i would slip and slide, nearly falling on them. gross. they were all over the place. it couldn't be avoided.

my cure? well, i was little enough to be hoisted to my uncle's shoulders and got a free ride to our destination.

happy killing!