Well, I mixed the treatment, pulled it into drench syringes and went into the barn with my stomach in knots. These guys are not docile! To drench, you straddle the sheep, hold her head under the jaw, and push the syringe into the sheep’s mouth where there is a gap between the incisor teeth and yada yada yada… It is not hard with "normal" sheep. Bu here. I feel like an accomplished shepherd because the syringe went in somewhere, and it was close to the correct end of the sheep.
Afterwards Tillie looked at me, with her face clearly saying “You are an ogre. You are evil. I’ve known it from the start.” I
hope the handful of grain helped change her mind, and take that awful taste out of everybody’s mouths. Dear Robin, their original breeder in Morning Star Meadows Farm in CT, tells me I will get the hang of it. I trust her.
I will look into herbal and homeopathic de-wormers that I can feed, as opposed to drenching, with chemical stuff on hand
if there is ever a really bad parasite situation.