How is it that tiny baby snails are cute, while tiny baby slugs are not?
This mini-muncher was sleeping in the broccoli I brought in from the garden for dinner last night. Overcome by sentimentality I relocated hir* to the compost bin rather than performing my usual snail squashing routine.
I’m pretty sure that saving baby snails marks me out as Not A Real Farmer.
* Hir is a gender neutral pronoun.