Sunday it was about Factor V Leiden Thrombophilia - fascinating.

Yesterday it was that slugs don't live very long in glass jars regardless of how much clover you put in with them.

Today it was that there are no Target stores in Vermont - equally fascinating.

Ollie found a slug yesterday and decided to make it her pet. We put it in a bottle with some dirt, water and clover (according to Grover's internet search, that's what slugs eat). Ollie named him Henry. Henry is lying extremely still, even for a slug. Ollie insists he's just sleeping. I don't have the heart to tell her otherwise. At least until it starts to stink...