Today we found a live snail, and for some reason the shell and cute little tentacles on top don't gross me out the way slugs do, even though they both leave slime trails and are generally a squishy mass. There's probably a behavioral science thesis paper in that somewhere.
Edy was all over it. "Can we keep him as a pet?" Edison says "Put my hand," he wanted to hold it too. So we all got slimed.
Cool.
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