Things I Wish I Could Unlearn

My family used to go on plenty of hikes together as a family, and afterward, we would always do a tick-check. I was pretty nervous so I checked really well. And I was pretty sure that they were almost microscopic. Like half the size of fleas.

This brings me to the topic of "Things I Wish I Could Unlearn."

Those were happier days. Thinking that if I got a tick, it would just be a teeny bug that was a little bit trickier to get off your body than a fly. Wrong.

I think I just stopped feeling like I was going to toss my cookies. I found a monster tick on Rowdy. And it has been chilling there for probably more than a week. Eek! And yes we did a tick-check on her after our hike. And we found about 5 on Waffle, but surprisingly none on Rowdy...guess next time we also have to check her booty better.

Thank goodness Matt is a man of steel and got it off her without my help, because I was going to be of no help. He put it in a ziploc baggie where he oogled it and I barely glanced at it when my curiosity finally got the best of my sick tum-tum.

Then he smashed it.

And it popped.

And made a popping NOISE.

And the baggie has blood smeared on it and a huge see-through tick tummy.

Gross.

Might I add that this particular post is sans picture for a reason. And the reason is not because I lost my camera, even though that is true.

It's because it is gross.