Last night I get a rock of zoas and a few frags. All excited I rush home, start acclimating and decide to do a quick dip. Frags dip fine, no biggie. Dip the zoas in some Coral RX and holy mother of God....this bristleworm the size of the lochness monster comes lunging at my face, fangs inches from my nose.
OK, so it wasn't that bad...But I'm a newbie and I have never seen a bristleworm!
I dropped the rock it was in...rock shattered...I ran, thinking it was attached to me, blood sucking my guts out...trip over the dog, but I keep running. Sheepishly, I head back to the bathroom...there lies the rock, on the floor...Mind you it's 2 am and my family is trying to sleep...Worm is halfway back in rock.
The little bastard worm is poking his head out there laughing at me. I grab a pair of tweezers and man up...I can do this...Grab the little bastard and yank him out, but then scream like a little girl (mind you I am a girl...) throw the tweezers, worm goes flying through the air...trip over the dog once more...return to bathroom after I have run halfway down the hallway screaming...now he's on my bathroom floor looking at me.
Whew, OK now that thats done...but no, I dip again and another little bastard comes out...I think you know what happens next.
At this point I'm tired and freaked out...scoop the worms up with a magazine, throw both magazine and worms into toilet....and run out (this time the dog is hiding).
Grab magazine out of toilet and flush them...head to bed...of course I think there are bugs on me all night...You know how it is...
Yeah, yeah I know they can be good for the tank, and all of you are used to seeing them...but wow those are some ugly critters...
OK, so it wasn't that bad...But I'm a newbie and I have never seen a bristleworm!
I dropped the rock it was in...rock shattered...I ran, thinking it was attached to me, blood sucking my guts out...trip over the dog, but I keep running. Sheepishly, I head back to the bathroom...there lies the rock, on the floor...Mind you it's 2 am and my family is trying to sleep...Worm is halfway back in rock.
The little bastard worm is poking his head out there laughing at me. I grab a pair of tweezers and man up...I can do this...Grab the little bastard and yank him out, but then scream like a little girl (mind you I am a girl...) throw the tweezers, worm goes flying through the air...trip over the dog once more...return to bathroom after I have run halfway down the hallway screaming...now he's on my bathroom floor looking at me.
Whew, OK now that thats done...but no, I dip again and another little bastard comes out...I think you know what happens next.
At this point I'm tired and freaked out...scoop the worms up with a magazine, throw both magazine and worms into toilet....and run out (this time the dog is hiding).
Grab magazine out of toilet and flush them...head to bed...of course I think there are bugs on me all night...You know how it is...
Yeah, yeah I know they can be good for the tank, and all of you are used to seeing them...but wow those are some ugly critters...
It's even worse when they get so big, and comfortable, that they start coming out at feeding time like they're one of the tankmates! Beware, I thought I was in the clear one day when I went to move a goni in my tank and BAM! Huge one on the bottom side and I got nearly 200 bristles stuck in my hand! Scared me so bad I dropped the **** thing back in there and lost it for good.
