The one that I thought was going to be magnificent but turned out to be ... well.
I'm a Target girl living in a Wal-Mart world, Internet.
BUT GUESS WHAT.
Last night I was giving the terrarium the once-over because I don't mind telling you I'm totally obsessed with it and I saw something new a blob on the side a blob it was a snail A Snail A SNAIL!
That was EXACTLY the way my brain processed that piece of information in real-time.
I immediately told Nathaniel there was a snail in there, and he was like, "Yeah, it's been in there the whole time."
And I was like, "I've never seen it before."
And he was like, "Me neither, but it's been in there somewhere."
Perhaps every other time I've looked searchingly through the plastic, he's been obscured by the packing tape.
What is important to remember now is, I'VE FOUND HIM.
Let me tell you, I had no idea snails could move so quickly. But literally while I was taking these pictures with my phone, he just started be-bopping around the edge of the terrarium.
SNAIL ON THE MOVE.
Oh, and the top level of our multi-level terrarium? It's going gangbusters, too. All the grasses are growing right out of the top.
Apparently we are what is known as a HOSPITABLE ENVIRONMENT around here.
"Give us your tired, your poor, your huddled rattletrap wildlife yearning to breathe suburban kitchen air."