Remember our pet worm? I've been dutifully feeding him (carrot shavings) and very very occasionally watering his dirt, I assumed he was still alive in there – at least the carrot shavings were disappearing in a timely fashion – even though I hadn't seen him since after the first week or so after he came home with us. Well yesterday, I was giving his cup a peek and was slightly grossed out to find baby worms crawling all over the carrot. (I must not have a red wiggler: read about worm reproduction here.) A very good reason for finally freeing our worm: it's too crowded in there.