EWWWW!

A woman ought to be able to walk barefoot through her own effing house.  A house she regularly vacuums, I might add.  A woman ought to be able to run downstairs in the semi-darkness to collect stuffed animals for her young sons without fear of squishing her heal squarely on top of a nasty, slimy slug.  I don't care who you are, or what part of the world you live in--that ain't right.