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The other day Roman and I were sitting in the front yard, watching cars drive by. Roman crawled over to the sidewalk and found a little stick to chew on. I approached him and told him "Don't chew on that." I thought he spit the stick out, because I did not see it. A minute or two later, we went into the house. Right before we went in, I saw the stick sticking out of his mouth. I grabbed it, and it was a slimy worm! He picked up one of the dried up, crusty, sun-baked ones off of the sidewalk and re-gooified it!