In the great Pacific Northwest we like to talk about the things that make our area unique. Some say it the great evergreen forests or the San Juan Islands sparkling on Puget Sound. Others may talk about the rain and our over reliance on coffee. A certain generation might feel that the Seattle grunge scene was what defined the region.
But what few will mention and many of us secretly suspect is the lowly slug is the true king of our region. They are the subject of countless hours of garden warfare, furious hand-scrubbing to get rid of their slime, and cruel child-hood dares. Hot dog anyone? Sorry Nathan.
