Patricia Highsmith took her snails to a cocktail party (in a handbag with a lettuce) so maybe yours are just pining away for a lack of social life. On the other hand, I hear she also smuggled them through Customs in her, er, bosom, so maybe not the best example to follow.

Kim Alexander, Lady of Plagues, First of Her Name, Feeder of Cookies, Scooper of Poop, The Scourge of Petsmart (the SNAILS KEEP DYING!)

Oooh, I think that’s a great idea for Kim! And yeah, Wodehouse and Benson are my go-to’s.

It really is. But you have to warn people that the first book is SLIGHTLY different in tone than the rest of it. Significantly less heartrending tragedy!