Ewwww. I knew it was only a matter of time until I got a tick from being/working out in the pastures.
Looking closer, yep - it was a tick. I didn't even feel it crawling on me or biting me for that matter. It was stuck on there good! It took quite a tug to get it off. It sounds gross, but everyone around here just blows it off. They are that common.
Now I have that stupid country song stuck in my head "I want to check you for ticks"! Believe me, it has a whole 'nother meaning right now!
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