There I was sitting in my tank, waiting for some food to arrive through my trap door when, blow me down, if it didn’t start raining sprouts! Not whole sprouts of course. Not those tiny pellets of nasty green. They would have damaged my foot. They could have damaged my shell. No. Someone had peeled sprouts and sent them in. And that night, when everyone was fast asleep tucked up in their beds, something happened.
I was about to get my teeth into the leaves when I heard a scraping noise in the wall next to my tank. It was so loud it echoed around the kitchen. Sounded like something was trying to get out of the wall and get into my space.
When morning came I saw this big black blob on the other side of my tank. I couldn’t see what it was. Just saw the blob, some steam frosting up the plastic, the blob again and then the steam. If only I could see!
There was no noise. Not this time. Then the blob just, well, it just disappeared. I’ve not seen it again. But I’ll be ready for it next time. I’m going to sit right where I saw it. And if it comes back, I’m going to be brave. I’m going to face up to it. I’m going to bare my teeth if it scares me.
Did you know we have teeth, snails? Did you? Most people don’t. They think we spit slime on our food and suck it up like a hoover. Or that it magically disappears into our body if we sit on it. Weird, hey?
Thank you for sending me sprouts. They’ve all gone you know. Now, if I could just catch that black blob again …