Alfred has always loved slugs. Slugs. He likes to hold them and carry them around and pet them. Up until now he hasn’t had the words to express his concern for their safety and future.

That all changed this morning. After collecting eggs we started harvesting kale for dinner. We found a few slugs. Alfred was thrilled. I mentioned that we should scoop them up and feed them to the chickens or the pigs.

Alfred was horrified. Horrif...