I have noticed since we have had the extension that there are a fewshiny trails in the kitchen. Me thinks there is a snail or a slug in the vicinity. At the weekend my Mother-in-law advised me to put down a saucer of beer to catch it. At the time I did wonder if she was taking the Mickey out of me.
That night I put down a saucer of Guiness. The next morning I came down and my Husband shouted "Have you caught anything?". I had totally forgotten about it. I went into the kitchen and there was a drunk snail on the edge of the saucer. It was hillarious, it's tenticle thingys were slowly going in and out. Obviously pissed as a fart. I was really pleased with my endevaour to stop the snail trails, and put it out in the garden. Thinking it will sleep it off and have one hell of a hangover.
When I got home the Children were playing in the garden and I found the snail. He was dead! Whoops. I gave it alcohol poisioning and then it snuffed it. At least it had a good time before it died. I am going to look at it as I gave it one hell of a send off! Great way to go!
Later on that night, my Husband informed me, he had got the snail out of the garden before I got up and put it on the saucer. Technically he murdered the snail and not me! Aparently they don't live long anyway. I might have to do it again to get the little blighter!