sighh. we do love animals, but then, sadly, ours seem to always be mutated in some way.
the terrapins were ferocious, Bibo was mad, Tiara was too manja, Mr. Nibbles was overly panicky, and now, our snails, let's call them Slime and Slob, have astonishing mutated strength!!
this is how the story begins..
two days ago, my sister and i decided to save a couple of snails from downstairs. [they always have a high risk of getting stepped on and smashed about by inconsiderate neighbours].
we picked them up and brought them home. i carried them all the way up and along the corridor, forming a special bond between us! now they're gone, i'm sad..
anyways, we fed them well and gave them air to breathe, giving them a home in the extra golden roast coffee powder container. they were happy.
then today, my ma, my sis and i went to visit our gramps. we left Slime and Slob in their nice and cosy home, with the cap screwed on, and with a fresh new green crunchy leaf.
they were happy and ate with satisfaction.
however! when i reached home with mama, i realised that they had escaped!! [gasp] wahh.. what strength!!
and they left a trail of gob all over the table, on which they were crawling around on, and also on my sister's bag. oh dear..
my mama banished them from the house. how tragic. they were well fed and well taken care of. only heaven knows why they wanted to escape. i am deeply affected by this.
keep me in your prayers, everyone.
ahahahahha!! oh wells, twas' our cute little snailees. ((: i will miss them. hope they don't get smashed about by inconsiderate neighbours..
aahh. ((: i so love my gramps. (: "babuseng.." whahah.
