feeling a little sluggish

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Meet Mr/s Slug. He is missing. Shortly after this photograph was taken he disappeared. Just POOF!! and he was gone. Did a bird swoop down and eat him? Or was he just insanely fast? Maybe a garden fairy borrowed him for some wild adventures. Giddy-up, biggish slug! There is a frog living in my pond. I had no idea till I suddenly spied two little eyes looking directly at me. Why are you destroying my home? he enquired. Because it's dirty and disgusting. How can you even manage to survive amongst all that gunk? I responded. He didn't answer. Perhaps he had too much gloopy silt in his mouth. {as an aside, and bearing in mind that the pond will soon be empty completely - *fingers crossed* - what should one do with a homeless frog?} Butterflies have also been gracing my garden with their fluttery presence over the last couple of days, much to Dora and Qyzen's delight. Yay! Toys! they laugh, jumping around gleefully. It's a shame they're not so gleeful when they spy a spider. Rubbish with spiders, they are. *sigh*