It rained, which is very good as it hasn't happened in a very long time! It didn't just rain, it poured! That left tons of softened dirt, moist grass, and lots of dried leaves on the ground...a perfect hiding place for the most pretentious of the little beings in God's creation. So WHY did a slug leave all that wonderful safety in order to make his or her way across the grass, under the fence, up onto the patio, and then slime on up my sliding glass door, stop at the handle, and lie in wait for me to open the door, walk outside, then grab the handle to close the door and get slimed, followed by a muffled scream of terror over what on earth was squishing on my fingers? WHY WHY WHY?! Ewwwwwww Don't worry, the slug is okay. I put it back on the concrete and he/she appears to be making a sticky path back to more private environs.