Last week, after days of crappy weather induced cabin fever for me and my dog, we went for a walk.  Upon returning home, I found more ticks on my body than ever before.  I stopped counting in the 30s as I was getting a little freaked out.  They were EVERYWHERE.  They were also still clinging in mass to my clothing.  Now I itch, am monitoring for bullseyes or weird looking red spots.  The most annoying bite is in my navel.  In June, I’m sticking to the river from now on.  I bet the canoe was invented in June.
				
			 
	 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		
 
 
		

 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		