In animal news:
Last night, when John and I got home from his soccer practice, there was a pair of mallards paddling around in the ditch in front of my neighbor's house. They were quacking and acting very pleased with themselves. They didn't want me and John to get to close, though.
Later in the evening, Dora came in from the backyard. There was something on her neck. I thought it was mud, but it was kind of shiny. And had legs. And was about the size of a cocktail olive.
It was a tick. A big tick. John and I were both sure it wasn't there the day before. Regardless, we got it off her.
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