I just got back from the beautiful lake s region of N.H..  A family cottage of nearly 40 years. Here's the deal; halfway through the weekend, our dog has a tick walking across her forehead. I see it and go in for the kill. But, they are fast! By the time I had pushed the fur away, down to the tick, I watched in fascination as it panicked and began to burrow into Hallie's skin! With Russ's help we got the bugger out before it was very far in. I never realized how desperate they are for a meal.