Today is my birthday (woo hoo! I survived another year!). In honor of this feat I will take a break from my Very High Life posts to bring you the touching birthday story of . . . several hundred baby ticks. It all began with a very full mama tick . . .
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Not a full tick nor even yet a mama tick. Tick for illustrative purposes only. Do not lick tick. This is Ixodes scapularis -- the deer tick.
. . . which was plucked off a dog and, rather than being flushed, was stashed in a glass vial in a very simple science experiment we could all conduct at home. I cannot decide whether what happened next was more cool or more gross . . . you decide. With pictures!
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Happy Birthday, Jennifer!
You are welcome, Vicky! Thanks for the great post! No worries on the ticks . . . I had a feeling they’d gone to tick heaven, where the meadows are filled with dogs and deer and no one ever plucks you off and flushes you down a toilet. : )