I have slugs (yes appallling I know) in my (old) house.
Usually they have the dubious courtesy to wait until I have gone to bed before crawling all over the carpet (I find the trails in the morning) but last night, when I got up from the sofa stood up I thought the floor felt wet (I thought I had spilt a drink).
You can guess what it really was. But that's not the worst part. When I got upstairs and undressed, there were slimetrails up the inside of my jeans! It had climbed up my leg before obviously getting dislodged when I stood up and trod on it. Thankfully I had socks on.
DH thinks it's funny to have pervy slugs as he calls them. I am just fed up having to share my home with these monstrosities.
OMG!! Thats rancid! How did you not notice it sliming up your leg?!
We have slug trails on our carpet every morning despite me sprinkling salt in every nook and cranny. I think my slugs like the salt. Also, I seem to have the biggest slugs in the country living in my house & garden. I was cleaning out the shed last week and found the mother of all slugs sitting there daring me to move it. I threw it down the drain, where, upon drowning it released all its eggs, popping to the surface of the water like little polystrene balls. <<evil laugh! mhahahaha!>>
I don't know how I didn't notice it, that's the scary part! I do have a problem with my left foot/ankle at the moment, it's a bit swollen and painful, so maybe it was something to do with that i.e. I have lost some sensitivity. I hope so anyway. I have visions of me being in town with a slug on my skirt.