Wanted: ruthless lettuce nibbler.

An unwelcome resident in most gardens and allotments, but a reliable wet weather blip. We have so many, they have to queue up before they can take part in the 'up the back door' race. When I walk down to the shed in the dark, the accidental crunch of their shells almost sounds like a percussion track.
Thanks to Barking for hosting.

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