My lambs have been wrong for a couple of weeks.  MIch Ferraro thought "worming" while the Kingston trials were on but the green runny stuff kept coming, after the worming, so other possibilities had to be considered.  Coccidia. I took the stool sample in Thursday, but the lab report would not be back until Monday, so I chose to treat starting Friday–three doses.  If I waited till Monday I would never get them done before I left on Wednesday night. How did I get this thitherto unknown experience in my flock, just weeks before my very long road trip, and just after Bev left?  Beverly.  Germ warfare. When I could have been refining my dog work (like she is doing) all weekend, I have been running lambs up handling facilities or cornering others in the barn for three needles in the ass, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, and finishing off on Monday.  One wonders if my vet tech was on her payroll, providing injectable, instead of the drenchable stuff.  Gritty chore wqrk at best.  Good one Beverly.  Clever gambit.  I couldn't have done better myself.

I have one more day to run dogs, without treating a hundred and fifty lambs.  Beverly, I will try to do better than my best.  Obstacles in my way or not.