Nacktschnecken

I don't think that I have mentioned this yet, but it is important. There are more slugs here than I have ever seen before in my life. And not just a lot of them, these things are huge. Maybe I'm exaggerating, but I would definitely be upset if I stepped on one, and then my entire canvas shoe were covered in slime and slug guts. Even better, the leaves that fall on the ground and are soaking wet because it rains every day, are camouflage for these slimy invaders, so I never really know what I'm about to step on. There are several dead slugs as well, though my CSI skills lead me to believe they were not the victims of my Converse but rather of someone else's bike tire. Something about the way that they were cut in half.