Day one of vacation began with a bang. Larry and I were driving down the road, and I glanced at his arm where I saw a brown spot. A new mole? Could be a concern because his parents have both had skin cancers. Is it just a scab? Nope.
That’s right, the dreaded friend of summer. A tick!
A swing by Walmart later for some alcohol wipes (and bug spray), and we are again tick free.
Here’s to staying that way!