The tick's world of three signals
A blind, deaf tick climbs a twig and waits, sometimes for years, responding to only three cues. The smell of butyric acid from mammal skin makes it drop. The warmth of the body it lands on sets it searching, and touch of a hairless patch makes it bore in and drink. Everything else in the forest, all its richness, simply does not exist for the tick. Its life shows how a whole functional world can be built from a handful of signs.