Ticks have a thing for Mary Ritter, but the sentiment is unrequited.
She takes a summer hike, she gets ticks. She takes a winter hike and picks off ticks. She steps outside her Greensburg townhouse, goes back in and finds ticks.
"I must be some kind of tick magnet," she said. "I'd like to know if I have the wrong blood type or put out some pheromone or something that attracts them."
