On our walk this morning, I noticed a tic on Tony's eyebrow. I panicked, rushed him home and into the bathroom where the tweezers were, and tried to make him sit still so I could remove it. He must have picked up on my stress and was sure I would do something awful to him. He would not be still or let me near his head to get the tic off. The more I tried to hold him still, the more he resisted. Once I calmed down, got him an antler to chew, and handled him very gently and spoke in a high soft voice, it was easy to take off.
Yikes, tweezers and ticks near the eyes, hard not to get a little antsy. Sounds like it wasn't burrowed in deep, thank heavens.