Cleaning the kitchen floor this morning, post cat sick (!), I then found a tick crawling up my arm 😱
So, they are up and early this year. Either it dropped off Arthur, or perhaps even off me yesterday, as I went for a walk across the fields, and sat on a couple of logs. Sigh.
It prompted me to get the Frontline out pretty sharpish and treat him. I have been a bit lax over the winter, so need to get vigilant again.
It wasn't a nymph, just a standard adult. Now trying to resist the urge to do a deep clean. I hate them, I hate them, I hate them.