Two weekends ago, I tilled up the space for our vegetable garden.
We cannot plant a full vegetable garden — corn and tomatoes and peppers and all of the others — until next spring, of course, but we did set in some fall and winter crops. We planted onions and garlic, as well as many spinach and lettuce plants.
Unfortunately, the spinach and lettuce are well-liked by the local slugs.
Bastards.
Kris has been at war with slugs for over a decade. At our Canby house, she would snip the little slimy fellows in half with her clippers (which she always carries with her while in the garden).
When I wanted some hosta plants at the old house (I like hostas), Kris, for a time, refused. "They attract slugs," she said. This argument meant little to me; slugs were not a part of my world. In the end, she relented, and we planted several hostas. I'm not sure what effect these had on the slug population.

Now, though, I've become aware of slugs. The lettuce plants I put in just a week ago have little holes all over. And Sunday I woke to find that one of the plants no longer had holes — no, there were no holes because the entire plant had been munched.
"What caused that?" I asked Kris.
"Slugs," she said.
I didn't believe her. When Craig came over I asked him, "What caused that?"
"Slugs," he said. And he showed me how to find the bastards. I've placed three wooden planks in my garden to act as walkways, allowing me to keep my feet clean. A good idea, yes? No. Craig lifted these planks to reveal a bounty of little slimy slugs. They like to hide beneath the planks during the heat of the day. At night they dash out to consume the lettuce. My lettuce.
"What can I do to stop these bastards?" I asked. "Should I use slug bait?"
None of us are excited about using chemicals in the garden. Many of our gardening friends attempt to keep their plots as organic as possible; we, too, are of this mindset. Craig suggested copper wire. Kris suggested I snip the slugs in half, as she does.

I'm a bit squeamish to snip slugs in half, so each afternoon I've been harvesting the slugs from their sneaky hiding spots and placing them in sandwich bags. These I seal and leave in the sun: fried slugs.
But yesterday, when I lifted the first plank and saw three fat slugs beneath, I overcame my squeamishness. I grabbed a nearby trowel: one, two, three, I sliced the slugs in two.
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2005 — Personal Day In which I stay home from work to clean, fix steaks, listen to Motown, and play Diablo II.
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there is a non-poisonous slug killer. Iron sulfate. You can buy boxes of pellets made of the stuff by a company called Worryfree. Green box, about 8 inches tall, 3 inches across. Works great.