Ticked Off

Well, our tick-magnet daughter once again served as our DEW (distant early warning) line for the little bloodsuckers.
After carousing on the hill for awhile then coming in for FHE (no it wasn't 'Leave-the-family-home evening this time), she sat next to me, and awhile l later she pointed out a tick scurrying up my arm. It was moving so quick that I at first doubted that it was a tick, but it survived the squish-and-smear test (only losing its legs in the process). Yep, a tick.
A short time later there was another one on her arm.

And now Cindy is telling me that this same daughter may have gotten into poison ivy too!

I sure hope no rattlers are in the area....our same daughter will probably find it first too!