Last night when I found the dead hen I decided to take her back to the woods since she wasn't contagious and leave her for the wild life to take care of. We haven't mowed the trails yet. We usually do that in May and May was just a disaster month for us. The grass is knee high with some hip high areas but the only way to get to the lower 40 was to plow my way through it.
I got back and YIKES! TICKS! By the time I got finished I pulled 18 ticks off of me, all shapes and sizes. How do they do it? We had a hard winter here. Lots of ice and bitter cold and these little things are like cock roaches. Drop a nuke on them and they go on, business as usual.
Got up this morning and sprayed my clothes with Permethrin until they were damp and told my husband that if I started twitching or grew a leg out of my forehead blame the spray!
Ticks are horrible here this year.
I got back and YIKES! TICKS! By the time I got finished I pulled 18 ticks off of me, all shapes and sizes. How do they do it? We had a hard winter here. Lots of ice and bitter cold and these little things are like cock roaches. Drop a nuke on them and they go on, business as usual.
Got up this morning and sprayed my clothes with Permethrin until they were damp and told my husband that if I started twitching or grew a leg out of my forehead blame the spray!
Ticks are horrible here this year.