AUTUMN VISITOR
Well, more of an all year round pest . . .
. . . who, clearly not content with the Guinness, decided he wanted a snack . . . of peanuts from the bird feeder!
I caught him trying to escape
Oh to be a slug . . . from size 22 to size zero in 0.0 seconds
He was probably safer inside, but escape he did, only to hide under the rim of the feeder, presumably out of sight of predators
I have no idea how long he stayed there, but he was there for some time before he disappeared. I never did find out if or how he made it back to ground level. I've never seen a falling or jumping slug so I can only assume one of two things . . . He either tackled the assault course, over the lid, up the wire hanger, over the squirrel twirler, up the plastic hook, up the nylon strip, along the branch and down the trunk . . .
. . . or a blackbird got to him first!
Next blog - Driftwood
