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Red worms? Red wiggler worms? Red compost worms? Clearing the confusion.

This is one of those blog posts that needs to be written, but do not want to write it. Recently my drake was taken by a predator, likely protecting his mate. Awakened the next morning by what I can only describe as a 'screaming duck' as I had never heard Martha Kentt quack like that before.  She was alone at their door to the shed. Quacking like I had never heard her quack before. It probably never helped her emotional state to have young pup (an American Shepherd) come barrelling at her, chasing her into the pond for safety. And that's...