Three vials (filled with my precious life-blood) later I was free, free! I won't trouble you with images of what had to go into the fourth vial or how I got it there.
She Who Will Be Named Later, The Sultan of Smart, and The Duchess of Dumb accompanied me on this task and I can confidently say they too, do not like me fasting. Crankiness thy name is Gank! Once they were sufficiently calmed from my tea-less fit of rage and secured at home I left for my daily labors....... only to be attacked by a Dog Tick.
Anyone else want my blood? I am no stranger to ticks, believe me. As a dog owner I've had and seen plenty though the first time I encountered one on my dog I had no idea what the hell it was. As a result the 'mysterious thing' just under his eye kept gettting bigger, and bigger....and bigger until I finally clued in and got it off- much to his relief, I'm sure altough it is debatable how grateful he was since I nearly took his eye out with my inexperienced and frantic pulling.
Now I am a wizened veteran to dog ticks. In fact, I had a competition with my dog last year, and I won with seven confirmed, attached ticks. He only had three, likely due to the fact that I give him fea and tick medication- lucky bastard. My all-time record is six on me, at one time (long story involving an ungarded Mexican/Belizian border crossing and a dodgy river).
So with the addition of a second dog (apparently 'dumb' is no defence against ticks), and She Who Will Be Named Later's new career as a horse-instructing person (hmmmm horse blood) I should expect an influx during this summer's Tick Season.
Let World Of Ticks begin- come on, we can all play! It will be massive, multiplayer, and we can post our results online: the perfect MMO. So far I'm up 1-0. Let the games begin.
|Bring it on, Tick.|