I must confess, I have avoided writing about my worms since I got them because I was concerned I had done something wrong…
A little over a week ago I picked up some worms at Walmart. I didn’t know if they were the red wriggler as the package didn’t specifically say they were but from what I could find on the internet it looked like they might be. I think the package said there was about 30 worms per container.
I brought them home and introduced them to their new home. The next day I couldn’t resist heading down in the basement to see how they were settling in. To my dismay there were about 8 or so dead worms on my basement floor. I was distressed! Did I make the holes in the tub too big? Was my bedding too wet for them? Did they not like the moldy spaghetti I gave them? Was the basement too cold. You would have thought I lost my favorite pet!
I opened up the box, did a little search in the bedding and found some of them had dug down to where their food was, some were climbing the walls and I quickly shooed them back where they belonged. They didn’t seem to react to the light like I had read they would (but the light source is a distance from their box so it may just not be bright enough).
A few days later I investigated again. A couple more on the floor. I dug around again and found a few worms but they seemed to be barely moving when I picked them up. A few even seemed lifeless. Sigh… It looked like I would have to order some (which I still may do). I did find two that were mating (that was strange – lol). I did do a little reading and found out that worms don’t actually eat the food you give them but the microorganisms that break down the food – like mold. That made me feel better about the moldy spaghetti.
This morning I had to go into the basement to check something and I couldn’t resist taking a peek at my houseguests. Upon opening the lid I was greeted by a number of tiny little worms that were climbing the side of the box. Babies? Maybe. I also dug around to check on their food supply because I my bucket was just about full and I wanted to feed them. I discovered the moldy spaghetti was no where to be found. WOW – that was a shock. Made me feel much better and the worms I did find seemed a bit more lively. So maybe this will work after all. I think I’m still going to order some worms this week that I know are red wrigglers.
My 12 year old son just walked by and asked what I was writing about. I told him “my worms”. He rolled his eyes and said “okay…?”. My kids just don’t understand me – they take after their father.
Until next time – Happy Gardening!