My sister Sharon was over the other day. She stepped outside onto my parent’s front step to catch a smoke. When she returned, she stood in the family room and chatted for a few moments. She turned towards the couch, lifting a blanket to make room for her to sit down when she let out a screech.
“Ahhh. Oh my god, Oh my God.” She yelled.
“What is it?” My mom asked.
“Get it off. Get it off.” Sharon said. She turned her leg towards me and begged. “Bill get it off me.”
I looked at her lower leg and slightly skeeved out. “In a minute.” I said. “I want to take a picture first.”
“What?” She screamed.
“I need a picture for the blog.”
I retrieved my camera from the other room. I took a few pictures. And then I removed the thing from her leg.
Apparently these things live out by my parent’s garden. It must have climbed onto my sisters shoe and up her leg while she was outside.