I hesitate to add my comment here, for fear that i will be reprimanded as absolutely wrong and foolhardy. But here goes. dang the torpedos, or something like that.
Kathleen and I moved to this rural property in Saskatchewan in 2008. We also brought four sled dogs with us from Inuvik. We have 8 km (5 miles) of trails through the bush, mostly grass-covered trails. We walked or ran them three times a day. Tick season is June, July and August. Before we discovered an internal tick repellant medicine, we would often pull off 5-10 ticks per day per dog. Just reach in with my thumb and forefinger, grab the head, and yank it out. Never once had a head remain embedded. And this was true even when the tick had been there long enough to have become completely engorged with blood, hiding there in the dog’s fur.
When I have been out clearing trails with my chainsaw, it is not uncommon for me to find 10 or more ticks crawling around my neck, some partially embedded. I just reach in with my thumb and forefinger, grab the head, and yank that sucker out. Not once have I ever left the head, or any other pieces behind.
At first I tried using tweezers, but they are not nearly as sensitive, flexible and dexterous as my thumb and forefinger. I worry not at all about getting ticks, or how to remove them. I do enjoy crushing them between two small, flat stones, particularly when they are engorged with blood. SPLAT. Take that, tick. Not so tough now, are you?