Invasion of the slugs..

After a refreshing morning rain I grabbed my umbrella and headed off to work. By the time the last storm cloud cleared, sunshine reflected brilliantly off the grassy hills. You could almost hear a sweet midsummer melody playing pleasantly in the air. Buds lifted their heads to greet a swarm of bumblebees. Birds sang as they happily plucked worms from the moist ground. Juicy brown slugs wriggled their way across the pavement. …
Yes, slugs.. Armies of them slowly sliming across the clean, black walkway. I didn’t know whether to endure the sight of them or to look straight ahead as if they weren’t there. If I ignored them I could also ignore the uneasiness in the pit of my stomach, but risking the unpleasant squash of one beneath my feet. I could barely tolerate them and wished that this wouldn’t be a common occurrence during my daily commute.
On my return I happily noted their absence.