They get down to the path and then up the door, through the catflap into the kitchen. My wheels is the first thing they would see underneath my table.
I think I prefer different visitors at night and No One intrudes onto the privacy of my wheels! Not even a slug!
If I had not spotted it I might either have sat onto it the next morning, or had it creeping onto my legs.
Or.. it might have slithered into our bed during the night, from my wheels next to it!.... yuk.
