I walked through the tall grass this afternoon, picking up the sticks and branches from last night's winds, in anticipation of the return of our Cub Cadet. Even though I'd sprayed my shoes with tick repellent, several hours later, I found this: I suppose he could have crawled on my hands. I washed my hands, but now I'm off to the shower.
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