I decided to take a brief detour around the interwebs... and decided that in fact... Natalie Dee IS stalking me. And I couldn't be happier.
I WAS going to write this::
Well, the worm experiment is going great. I had a nightmare about them last night- someone had stolen the bin... and left me with a small box of leaves.. and 4 small wrigglers. This upset me... so for the rest of the dream, I chased after the person who had stolen them- through a full high ropes course- including one of the obstacles where you have to climb over a flashlight and a shoe. Because... uh... everyone knows that's the hardest part of a high ropes course? (whatever, leave me alone.. it was a dream) The dream ended with me smoking a nice cigarette. I'd love to be a smoker in real life. I never will be, but I have this thing... where I should be one.
Anyway, the worms... I love them. I open the bin like... 4 or 5 times a day. That doesn't seem like much, but when you factor in the fact that I'm only home 4 hours a day... well.... I might have a problem.
They smell so great.
Like fresh turned earth.
Three days ago I fed them a small scoop of bunny poop (as recommended by Ilex) it's nearly gone. Too cool. I have an abundance of bunny poop. I'm glad to have a place to put it.
Tonight- a small handful of potato and carrot peelings- they're going to need new bedding by the weekend.
I'm going slow on adding food stuffs to the box. I have a pretty small group of worms- but I was assured they'd be multiplying if they liked the set up. No one's tried to crawl out yet... I think we're doing ok.
That's what I was GOING to write.
BUT... instead... I'll just post this....
Sir Craps A-Lot... a la Natalie Dee.
Oh, you're just going around the bin a few times!
ReplyDeleteThat's a lot of love for worms! So there's a real use for all that bunny poop? Who would have thought!
ReplyDeleteHAH! Nice art. Obviously a bun mom.
ReplyDeleteI'm so excited about your worms I can barely stand it. Be sure you don't overfeed with the other stuff- you really can't underfeed for the first 2 months or so. THe worms need time to adjust to their new digs.
I used to dream about my worms, too. They have a way of getting deep into your subconscious, those little pink kids.
the lady that adopted Riena called me 1 day later and asked how often i clean the litter box because it already had TONS of poop in it and she was concerned that Riena would stop using it!
ReplyDeletei told her that's why the next male bun i get i'm getting i'm naming Manny ... as in "man he poops a lot"
I love the fact that, given the choice between worms and the mayor, you went with the worms.
ReplyDeleteI won't tell her if you won't.
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