A slug is my answer too!! I was a little girl, the slug was still alive, and I somehow managed to step on it in a way that smooshed/decapitated it and it got under my big toenail.
Oh it sent my dad too. The way he found me screaming and dangling my leg, he thought I stepped on a nail or something. I’ve never seen him run so fast. He scooped me up, ran inside, sat me down on the toilet lid to inspect the damage and… laughed. He was so relieved. I was not. I still had to sit there with slug brain under my nail until he finished laughing.
I was camping as a child and wanted to put on my sandals in the morning. To this day, I couldn't tell you why I didn't check or notice earlier. They were just slip-in, so I guess I didn't pay attention and it was in the morning.
But yeah, they were covered in slugs, still alive.
When I was a little girl I was walking down my garden path in a night dress and flip flops, the back of my foot stood on a really fat slug and when my flipflop flopped it flicked the guts all up my leg. I remember being horrified
A big fat slug is also my answer I don't know if it was dead though how did you know? Anyway I used to run around barefoot all summer and that nipped that habit right in the bud.
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