[HairOfTheDog]

Zulu got one tick in her lifetime, and we had been camping when she must've got it.... Right on her eyelid. I pulled it off with my fingernails and held it up to look at it which is where the story went bad.

I peered at it real close and it had a face. As the eebie jeebies started building up in me it wiggled at me. I exploded in panic and threw it right in the air. In the living room. I couldn't find it. I vacuumed and vacuumed, and bought chemicals and then more chemicals.... I knew that little bugger was still in there watchin' me and gestering with its little legs. It haunted me.

[Wneighbor]

I knew that little bugger was still in there watchin' me and gestering with its little legs. It haunted me.

So, was this in the house you still live in? Is the tick still with ya? LOL

[Scott from the Left Coast]

The moral to that story is that you never want to examine anything that closely.

[RosieCotton]

I knew that little bugger was still in there watchin' me and gestering with its little legs. It haunted me.

LOL! But I know what you mean! Ugh...I hate insects. And the flying kind creep me out less (usually) than the crawling kind. Heebie jeebies indeed!