Last week, after days of crappy weather induced cabin fever for me and my dog, we went for a walk. Upon returning home, I found more ticks on my body than ever before. I stopped counting in the 30s as I was getting a little freaked out. They were EVERYWHERE. They were also still clinging in mass to my clothing. Now I itch, am monitoring for bullseyes or weird looking red spots. The most annoying bite is in my navel. In June, I’m sticking to the river from now on. I bet the canoe was invented in June.