Today was deworming the sheep day, and Ben was such a good helper.
Of course he was. But today I really appreciated him. We couldn't see the sheep from the barn, but I sent him out into the pasture on a "way to me". I got all the gates set the right way, shutting some and opening others, and just as I was straightening up here came the sheep in an orderly line. I stopped Ben and closed the gate. Easy.
He lay quietly holding the sheep as I caught each one and gave it the medicine. The only time he got up is when one young one bolted out of the group. Ben put it back.
It should always be this easy.