I was pretty sure we killed Lilly tonight. I've been battling lice or mites like every stinking winter (because the brats hate the cold), and decided to break out the big guns, injectable ivermectin. She flopped on her back and failed around the barn like she was dying. Scared the life out of us. I thought I messed up the dosage, nope. She recovered quickly but it was awful. Now I'm scared to use it, Patty needs it too. The big girls are fine, thank goodness.
4 days until the first babies go. Yay!