Have you ever done something (or started to) that when you are about to execute your action, you realize how dumb that is, and you can no longer stop it? We all know that you can’t squish a tick dead. Usually when I find one crawling, I will light a match and burn it to death. On this particular time, I didn’t have a match, so I took it outside, set it on the patio, and grabbed a hammer. As I took my swing, I called myself a stupid idiot. I was at the point of no return. The tick, in case you haven’t figured it out, was engorged to nearly half the size of my thumb. 😳
