I went shooting the other day when it was nice and warm. One of the guys at the range found two dog ticks on him. And he was sitting on a wooden shooting bench at the gun range which was built on a concrete floor with a tin roof over the top. The nearest grass was ten feet away from him. The ticks must be hunger after a long winter and are eager (crawling far and fast) to the nearest blood meal source. Yuck, I hate ticks. I immediately got up and went to the truck and got my bug spray out and spayed it on my shocks and legs. I was wearing shorts and tennis shoes that day and didn't want them crawling up my legs. I think everyone hates ticks and mosquitoes.