Call me soft but..? I picked a beetroot from one of my raised bed old baths yesterday afternoon. I brought it into the kitchen and placed it in the sink.
A few minutes later I was summonsed to the kitchen and asked to remove a young snail from drowning.
Believe it or not I felt sorry for old Snaily and dutifully carried it out to the garden and gently placed the beetroot leaf and snail in the herbaceous borders.
I know one day it will grow big and devour my veggies but for now I let it go free. Perhaps I should have painted it's name Snaily on it's shell? Then next year when I see it in my cabbages we can reminisce and discuss how I saved it's life? But if it doesn't leave my brassicas alone I will not be a happy bunny ..