How many of you know what the title means? Basically, it's just a fancy way of saying "tick". I hate wood ticks (or deer ticks, or ticks of any kind). They really gross me out. Give me a snake or mouse any day, even a leech, but keep the ticks away! Why am I thinking about ticks you ask...because we had our first encounter with them this past week. Out in Benjamin, I was sitting peacefully relaxing in a chair after Jesse had gone to bed. Susan came over and started picking at my foot. She told me to hold still, there was a bug on me. After she had removed it, and the one on the chair, she told me it was a tick. I am so glad she didn't tell me before, cause I wouldn't have sat as still while she picked it off. I jokingly told them that I was going to think there were ticks crawling on me all night. But, I slept pretty well all night. The next morning as I was making the bed, I found another tick crawling on the sheets. It made me laugh at that point. Glad I didn't see it before I went to bed, or I wouldn't have slept at all! I can't wait until tick season is over!!
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