Noah is the resident snail keeper at our house. For the past 2 weeks he is in the backyard with snails crawling around on his shirt, and one in his hand that is always named, "Little Fella." Sensing that this was going to be a long term fascination with the "little fellas", we decided to make a snail garden. Their favorite plants to take refuge in grow on the side of our back porch, so with a few logs and relocating 25 snails from around the yard, they are now enjoying their new habitat.
Noah is a very good snail keeper and takes great delight in talking to them and carrying them around, everywhere. There have been a few accidents as a result of his undying affection for his "Little Fellas" that have been mourned by all. Last night, on our walk, Noah brought up such an incident that had happened earlier in the day and said, "It was my fault." Joshua and I both encouraged him that accidents happen and that maybe his snail would find a new home. I never would have thought I would be trying to comfort over the loss of a snail, so funny! It has been so sweet to see Noah's compassionate heart towards his snails, now if we could just channel that toward his sisters... :)
Snail in the front and one on the back.
Sweet snail keeper
