
It wasn’t until later that night while doing laundry (my absolutely favorite past time) that I thought ‘hmmm my back is itching”. I reached back to scratch and felt a bump through my shirt, “uh oh”. I asked the hubby to take a look at my back; after all I wasn’t aware of any reason for this newly acquired bump. Guess what he found…yep you guessed it a TICK! Ick, a tick and not just any tick, but a female Lone Star Tick, with the prominent white dot on her back. “OMG, get it off of me!” So, with the skill of a surgeon he plucked that tick right off my back with my best set of eyebrow tweezers…eeeewwww!
Then it hit me ‘what if there is more than one?” I mean what if they brought a plus (1) to the party? Darn Lone Star Tick, its position was “Don’t Mess with Texas”, but I was clearly stating “Houston we have a problem” before launching into my battle cry of “Remember the Alamo?” (sorry for all the Lone Star inspired catch phrases hee hee!).
Well as it turns out I was right to be concerned because my little parasitic friend did bring a plus one and it hand landed on my thigh...oh my! "Off with his head" was my mantra and with one swift pluck he too was gone! Of course, I couldn't help but be grossed out by this creepy crawly things - yuck!
Just when I thought all our troubles were over, my husband announces "Lulu has a tick!" me out loud "great"! So, out came the handy dandy tweezers and with a skillful tug our Lulu Belle was tick free! The next course of action a round of Frontline for both her and Lexi, it is a shame they don't make that for us humans!
So for now we are 'tick free', but given the number that we have plucked off us thus far (4), I would say we can't say farewell to our friends from whose name hails from the fine State of Texas just yet!
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