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Taylor called me down

Taylor called me down the the bathroom when he got out of the shower. He had found something small and black on his little body. We have a friend who was bitten by a tick when she was a little girl, and Taylor was worried that this might be a tick. He told me that you were supposed to look for things that were very small, like moving freckles. So he pointed to a black dot on the bath mat. It was a flea. Two guesses where that came from, and the first one doesn't count. Lou the beagle. So I grabbed it, killed it, and showed it to Taylor. That's the first one I've seen in the house. And I've never seen one on her yet, either. A few minutes later Taylor walked upstairs and wanted to know what happened if you were bit by a flea. He was concerned that he might get fleas if he was bit by a flea!