I think that the Pacific Northwest is the slug capital of the world.
Absolutely! And theyāre monsters, tooā utterly
HUGE!! No joke.
When we first moved to Bainbridge Island, WA (from southern Arizona) my college-aged son moved there with us. A month or two after we moved in, he came inside one day & the following exchange ensuedā
Son: āThereās a
massive slug right outside ā itās this bigā holding his hands a good 8-9 inches (yes, inches!) apart.
Me: āHoney, thereās no way... are you sure itās not a weird stick or something?ā
Son: āIt was
moving Mom... go look...ā
Me: <tying my shoes>āSlugs arenāt that big honey... maybe itās a little garden snake?ā I went on to remind him that Iād be surprised if heād ever even
seen a slug before... itās not like they tend to be found in the desert.
Son: <now getting rather indignant> āItās
not a snake!
It. is. a. SLUG! Are you gonna go look or not?ā
Me: āOkayā show me...ā
We proceed to walk outside and there on the front step is the biggest, grossest, slimiest
SLUG Iāve ever seen! I just about fell over! I quickly ran back into the house to find something to provide scale. I found an unsharpened pencil and went back outside, cell phone out & ready to take a picture... I put the pencil down and this thing was easily over an inch longer than the pencil. I took the picture & posted it to Facebook with the captionā The slugs here could carry off a small child! It would stretch forward and bunch up, crawling along. Then it would stop, raise up, seem to ālookā around, antennae wiggling, slowly lower again & go a little ways more. He had apparently crawled across the walkway & up the concrete stepā a total of about 15 ft or so from where my son saw it.
To this day, if I say anything like āno wayā couldnāt beā, he will remind me: āRemember the slug? You didnāt believe that...remind me, how did that end up again?ā (Yes, heās a smartalecā he shouldāve majored in sarcasm

)
In the four years we lived there I
never got used to to seeing those nasty things. I *wish* I couldāve had ducks to eat them all, but Iām pretty sure I wouldāve needed way more ducks than zoning would have allowed. Iām not sure there were enough ducks in the entire county to eat them all!
The most I saw in a single place was under a ~4-foot-long garden log we pulled up bordering the yard. We tried counting themāWe stopped at 250! And that was just the ones bigger than a dimeā there were
hundreds, possibly
thousands, more tiny ones hiding in the decaying grain of the wood.

Yuck!

