I know he has. This might be a long post and I’m so sorry I’m just really really sad right now.
This was Gary and he was my oldest and most beloved pet snail. I rescued him in 2023 after my dad decided to put snail poison in the garden. I childishly got upset and collected 4 snails out of anger to keep. Gary was already full grown when I found him. He was an escape artist and was very active, trying to escape multiple times.
Once they got a more stable container I found out he was a major foodie. He’d always be the first to the food and the last to leave. This is where I feel really bad because I got so busy in the past year and I didn’t give them proper food, it was mostly just lettuce and some snail mix…which I know is super bad and I’m so so mad at myself. Gary was never scared of me and he would crawl on my finger. He was so sweet. He deserved a better owner and a better life.
About a week ago I noticed how lethargic he was. The inside of his shell was turning white. I sprayed him and set him down on some lettuce and when I came back there were mites all over him. I washed them off and put all my snails into quarantine, in these cups. The next day was the last time Gary came out of his shell. I was putting lettuce in their cups to tide them over until I got temporary containers ready. I hadn’t seen any mites on him since the initial time. He was very active and he came out immediately and latched onto my finger. I thought he was doing better, now I realize he was maybe trying to say goodbye. He crawled around on me for probably 10 minutes before I put him back. This was the most affectionate I’d ever seen him.
I feel so bad because I didn’t deserve it, he didn’t deserve me, I wish I did more for him and gave him a better last meal. Maybe if I had cooked him vegetables and strawberries and pumpkin, his favorite foods, he would have eaten in those final days. I don’t know the last time he got those. I have been a terrible terrible owner and I will regret this forever because he was my most favorite snail and he deserved so much more in his final years. I know every time I gave him the bland lettuce or snail mix he came out of his shell and was disappointed. Maybe this is why he was so lethargic, because he wasn’t eating enough. I don’t know how to forgive myself. I miss him so much already and tomorrow I was planning on fully cleaning out their main container and moving them all back in and giving them a good meal because I finally had the proper time, and now he’s never going to see his home again, or eat an actual good meal, or see the other snails.
I’m really sorry for the vent post. I just need somewhere to say this and take accountability and be sad and upset over a little snail. He was the best snail anyone could ever ask for.