When we first moved out into the country side we were afraid of things like... mice, deer, groundhogs, bears.
Funny enough, none of these are scary to me any more.
Bears aren't interested because we don't leave food or bird seed out..
The groundhogs are happily nested a city block away and I've called a truce to our warfare.
Even the skunk who nested under our tractor shed has disappeared this week!
Deer - are a problem - but I'm getting excited for bow and arrow hunting season, when our neighbor calls in his plumber to enjoy the festivities.
The 5 foot long Black rat snack of the constrictor family that resides under our screened in porch - also a friend to our battle controlling the mouse community.
The hummingbird sized cicada killer wasp I found buzzing in my upstairs office one day - when google searched comes up as the gentle giant!
No...our current pains in the asses day in and day out are ticks.
Long socks, big knee high boots, leather gloves, deet, Soresto dog collars, mowing mowing mowing, pushing back brush, burning debree, hacking down tall grass and now...pestmaster services spraying every 20 days with some nature friendly minty solvent - the battle is strong and real.
Cara wakes up in the night asking to be tick checked. We shower. We wash clothes. We look everywhere and brush and re re brush Penny, but there are simply no guarantees.
It's a slight comfort that this has now made the national news as an issue and who knows! Maybe they'll speed up the process for a human vaccine (Lucky Penny already got shot up with protection late last year.)
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