It's all fun & games...until someone gets a tick...

We decided to have a little picnic/hike on the girls' last day of spring break.  So we packed up a lunch, and a dog, and headed on up the hill.
Yum!  Why does food always taste sooooo much better outside...and at high altitude?

hiking...hiking...posing...hiking...

and then...GACK!!!

We found a little joiner on our buddy, Mack.  But we quickly flicked (and flicked and flicked) it off... though it would have much rather burrowed in and stayed for the buffet that is Mack's sturdy bod.  

It looked a bit like this little jerk Emma neurotically found on the road below...just his lower-altitude-but-just-as-annoying-and-deadly cousin, I guess...

 So we stopped at the tick decontamination station, did a friendly body search of our neighbor before loading up the car...

 ...and grabbing some of this on the way home!  What an adventure!!!