I found a tick on Wolf a couple weeks ago...testament to the strange weather we've been having (warm/FREEZING/warm/BLIZZARD/warm) as well as to the fact that he is a freaking TICK magnet! It's like...he's the sun for crissakes and the ticks are the planets...ever circling him, just waiting for the chance to pounce. Ok, so planets don't do that...but you get the general idea!

Here's a drawing Krista did for me illustrating my idea:

I love her artwork, it's so whimsical!

My dad use to burn ticks of our Rice dog with his cigarettes. Patient dog use to just sit there too.

Poor Wolf!. Thanks for reminding me I need to go to the vet tomorrow and get more Frontline and Heartworm meds!

Aw, poor Wolf. :(

Poor Wolf!!!!