Before this spring, I don't think I'd seen a dog tick for a few summers. You know, the big old-fashioned kind that used to alarm us, or rather our mothers, when we were kids, before the much more menacing deer tick came along. Rocky Mountain spotted fever vs. Lyme disease, who's gonna win that one?
So imagine my surprise when I saw two of them, fortunately unembedded, just this past week!
I shared this interesting news with a hip urban sophisticate friend who lives in, uh, downtown West Chester.
"Too much information," he said dismissively. He doesn't have stink bugs invading his home, either.
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