I feel really bad. My dad said we were gonna get some garden work done, I thought it was just gonna be 1 or 2 guys digging up some weeds in the backyard. A whole crew showed up with this power washer type thing and have annihilated fucking everything, flowers and all, backyard, side of the house, frontyard. There's nothing left but wet dirt and rock. If I had known, I would've brought all the snails I could find in until it was over. How do I feel less guilty? I just watched them all get shoa'd and their home become a post-apocalyptic wasteland. We had those beautiful stripey yellow ones too, grove snails I think they're called.