I spent 5-months on the Appalachian Trail, have hike thousands of miles of trail and not once has a tick decided that I was a worthy host. But after playing with my son in the backyard for a mere two-hours on Thursday, somehow Mr.Dermacentor variabilis decided that my armpit would make a nice place to call home.
Nothing starts your weekend off like a quick trip to the doctor’s office to have a dog tick dug out from your armpit.
PS, turns out that it was a deer tick, but it was not carrying Lyme disease.