Have never had a tick on me before but there is a first time for everything. Went for a walk today at lunch around and through the prairie reserve. Came back to the office and felt something crawling on my back near my belt line. Reached around and pulled off the bug and it was a male deer tick, an adult. Freaked me out, probably unnecessarily since they the likelihood of getting Lyme disease is small, even more so from an adult male. But damn are they tough. Tried crushing the damned thing with my fingers inside of a tissue and the little bastard stayed alive. Unfortunately for him he went on a ride to the sewer via the toilet.