I just had to tell people who will understand -- but I just found a tick, on me -- nestled in and latched on, of all places, my bellybutton! Needless to say, the Tick Key doesn't fit in there, so tweezers had to be used. When I discovered it, I started leaping around the house, flailing my arms and shouting, "Tick! Tick!" Which of course caused a bark-a-palooza and Corgis racing to the windows, answering, "Where? Where?" I hate ticks. I check the dogs so carefully all the time, but I sometimes forget to check me -- won't make that mistake again. Argh. ARGH.