At first, I assumed it was just another mosquito bite, nothing unusual. But when I glanced down, my stomach dropped. It wasn’t a mosquito. It was a tick. And not just any tick—it was a lone star tick, with its creepy little white dot staring right back at me.
If you’ve ever come face-to-face (or ankle-to-skin) with a tick, you probably understand the instant panic that sets in.