I picked up a mystery snail today. Yesterday I cut loose the fishing line holding down the moss on my faux log. I saw the snail start to climb, and was like, "Uh oh. There goes my moss." When to my surprise, this fellow just glided across the moss with the utmost of grace.
Whether this is a testament to the tenacity of the moss's miniroots, the snail's light touch, or a combo of both, I can't figure out, but it sure made me feel more comfortable about the idea of adding him.
Whether this is a testament to the tenacity of the moss's miniroots, the snail's light touch, or a combo of both, I can't figure out, but it sure made me feel more comfortable about the idea of adding him.