Luckily, I didn't actually flick the bug away like I had attempted (I searched the floor for five minutes for that thing!) but rather just grazed it then put my roasting computer on top of it, which I think may have been what killed it. So I have the little bug in tact, he was not squished. First thing I did was think, "Yes this is a spider!" - a phrase that I never imagined myself thinking. The I counted the legs: Arachnida - 8 legs, Insecta - 6 legs. Crap, this one has 6 legs...it is a bed bug. Panic sets in and I scour the bed for more, none. Lift the bed to look under, none. Check the wooden frame, none. So I get online to do some research and bed bugs are rare to spot - that is a plus for me since this little guy was out in the open. Then I see photos that match exactly what this one, now in a plastic container, look like. The photo is titled "bed bug." Damn.
Enter stage 2 freak-out.
But I couldn't find any other photos that matched the description of my specimen for confirmation, so I did more research. I started to calm down with the more information I found that did not match my situation. No bed bug droppings, no bites (of course if this were a bed bug that hitched in yesterday he may have just now made it from the other room where my clothes are to the room I sleep in).
Spider beetle - not a bed bug |
What was crawling across my bed was a stray Spider Beetle. They do not bite, and do not feed on humans at all. What a relief! I've heard so many horror stories about dealing with bed bugs. I am still going to keep my eyes open, though, for any signs of the little creatures - mostly out of paranoia...
One good thing to come out of all of this: I now know how to check for a bed bug infestation - an excellent skill for someone who likes to travel as much as I do.
PS: Posts about my weekend outings to the Metropolitan Museum of Art and my walk across the Brooklyn Bridge are coming soon, hopefully tomorrow.