It was horrible. I remember the noise she made when she dropped. How she spun on the ground trying to get back up. I can remember pretty much everything about that 2pm sunny, Saturday afternoon in November. I remember her finally getting back up and thinking she would...

If you have read this blog for any period of time, you know how much I love deer ticks.  As I head out for turkey season in a couple of weeks... how concerned do I need to be about those little blood suckers coming after me?  (Rabid, Duck Hunter...) I have...