I was talking on the phone and decided that since it was such a nice day, I would go for a walk while talking. I walked the grass line of C3 church.I came back in (I wasn't even tired because I have been going to the gym...) and felt like there was a bug crawling on me. I pulled up my pant leg to expose the very muscular calf (did I mention I have been going to the gym?) and there it was - a tick!
I flicked the tick and Becky started complaining that
the tick will now find her head and make it a home. I said - no way, what are the chances... how about 100%. She felt something in her hair and out it fell onto the floor.
I tried to stomp it but it didn't even care. I then went into survival caveman mode and grabbed my pen (they had those back then) and began stabbing this tick. It is now dead.
My point: ticks are bloodsuckers. Don't just flick a bloodsucker - kill it
