Meet Tyler:
Tyler is the tick that Drew found on his arm this afternoon. I got to pull him. Then we had to drown him. No rubbing alcohol, so vodka will have to do. If drowning in it doesn't kill him, maybe his blood alcohol will get so high that he'll croak. Either way, he's contained.
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