After sleeping for a day in the depths of moss and eating through an entire cucumbers center,
LB ventured out to aggravate Pietro and be a curious. I let him out to wander in my hand and on my arm for a bit.
My hands and body swells badly in the morning from inflammation,
but it's therapeutic to let him crawl all over my hand and wrists.

Pietro was happy I got him out so he could climb up his favorite stick and get into his favorite napping corner.

LB is super active today and he's wiggling his stocks all over the place in excitement and curiosity.
I know Pietro is a sweetheart, but something about LBs attitude and mannerisms even as a snail makes him my favorite.

I'm glad he was a bad bitch that couldn't be killed. 🐌