I HAVE A PROBLEM WITH CT
My family came across two ticks in Connecticut. The ticks got on my wife and daughter. We were in CT for a friend’s wedding, and after the wedding we spent some time at a resort on the CT/New York State border. My wife asked the concierge at the resort for a hiking trail. He sent us to a nearby nature reserve; he didn’t warn us about ticks.
The only tick I’d ever seen — before that — was Tik Krieger, the late aunt of my friend Shelly Gordon. (Theresa “Tikvah” Krieger.)
My family ran in a meadow in CT, like in a Wyeth painting. We lay in a field. It was idyllic. We were dumb about ticks. When we got back to the resort, Alice noticed a tick on her hip. She pulled the tick out with tweezers. (Let’s hear it for tweezers — the word.) Then Alice found a tick in our daughter’s hair. Alice got it out and accidentally dropped it back into Lucy’s hair. Lucy wasn’t happy about that. Lucy’s husband got out his iPhone flashlight, and he and Alice re-found the tick.
We googled ticks. Everybody in CT knows a lot about ticks. CT is Tick World. On our way home — on the drive to LaGuardia — I read a front-page story about ticks in the Wall Street Journal. Ticks are very numerous this summer.
I have a problem with CT. I don’t like its size (too small), its spelling (too complicated), or its wildlife.
btw, we’re OK.
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We learn to live with the ticks. This year especially. We have a dog, Kobe. He’s a tick magnet, but he’s immunized and . He brings them inside and they show up on the walls and furniture,
You OK? Lyme’s Disease was named for a CT town.
To Mark Schilling:
Most educated Americans know Lyme Disease is named after the town Old Lyme. You’ve been in Japan too long! btw, we’re fine.
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