I don’t encounter snails very often. It all began one day in late March, I was leaving for work and discovered a snail shell on my front steps of my new apartment. I named him Dr. Sheldon Cooper, I didn’t know if he was alive but he was my friend.
We’ve been having a very rainy spring. So imagine my surprise when a month later I discovered more Sheldons! Snails as far as my eyes could see…except for the one Andy stepped on by mistake. I named most of them Dr. Sheldon Cooper.
Eventually, I ran out of Dr. Sheldon Cooper’s to name, until I discovered a giant Pierre Escargot! Ole!