That would be a truly lousy experience. 
if you share them they are public.
I’d think “Yawn, another drama queen” and uncheck them from my news feed.
Is there something I am supposed to be doing to keep ticks out of my back yard? I assumed they are just part of the outdoors where I live.
I pulled two ticks off Leet the Wonder Dog since the snow melted, but it didn’t occur to me to blame someone for them.
Ticks happen.
Regards,
Shodan
Some people get chickens for this purpose. Blame yourself for not having any… Unless you do, in which case, blame them for being ineffective.
The same reason speech impediments are.
It’s the outdoors. The outdoors has bugs. I’d let a visitor know about them but I wouldn’t feel guilty or anything. Let Nature feel guilty if it wants.
Exactly. I live in Outer Suburbia, but I like to hike and camp and ride bikes, I have had ticks, fleas, chiggers, mosquitoes, ants, spiders and even praying mantises bite me (OK, the preying mantis was my fault) and I’ve also been bitten by turtles, lizards and (non-poisonous) snakes, stung by wasps, yellow jackets and bumblebees, and I’ve survived pretty good. Get over it, ya precious petunias, you live in the world, not a sanitized box.
I’d suggest this video.
In regards to the OP, I never thought of ticks as something to be ashamed over. On the embarrassment spectrum, they lie somewhere below head lice and cockroaches and above mosquitoes and wasps. Still, giving her name and saying you weren’t planning on coming back soon was a bit . . . weird. It seems like you honestly didn’t mean for it to come out that way, so I’d tell her the truth: you’re sorry you mentioned her by name, and it’s just that ticks really freak you out.
Exactly this. Seems awfully passive-aggressive to tag someone in a status update and tell the world “Ewww, I got ticks from this person’s house!!” Where I live (MD) ticks are pretty much everywhere, so pointing and accusing just seems stupid.
Even if it was something more preventable, like fleas from someone’s mangy dog, you still don’t plaster that all over Facebook like you’re doing some kind of public service. Rude.
Replace the praying mantis with horse flies, and I could’ve written this. I had a couple of close calls with poisonous snakes, plus a mockingbird once tried to murder me for picking up her baby.
The South ain’t for sissies. 
Evil Captor sums it up. I feel jealous because I have never been bitten by a praying mantis myself. You lucky evil captor you.