I've been dosing my ND goats with LA200 injections for pinkeye, and it has not been a fun experience for us or the goats, but tonight took things to a whole new level of 'unfun.' Most of the time I am very fond of our buck, he was bottle raised so he's a real lovebug, but it can get VERY annoying when you are trying to do something in the pasture and he just will not go away. Anything you try to do takes twice as long because you have to stop every two seconds to push him out of the way. Tonight he was at the top of his game, shoving his unwelcome self in the midst of us trying to catch and give injections. He was easy as always because it's not so much a matter of catching him as it is peeling him away from you far enough to give the shot. The 3 girls are another matter entirely. I had the hubby catching and holding each one while I administered the shot. Then we got down to the last one and the hubby wasn't able to catch her. I am usually better at that sort of thing, mainly because he worries too much about accidentally hurting one so he'll often let go when they start to struggle. So I got her cornered and grabbed her, and the hubby came forward to put the leash around her neck. Of course the buck thinks this is the perfect time to come get some cuddles, so he crams himself in the middle of the action, keeping my hubby from getting the leash on and giving the doe time to throw a fit to get away from me. All this time I had been holding the syringe in one hand, not really even worrying about it because I still have the cap on the needle. But, wouldn't you know it, somehow in the tangle of the buck plastering himself to me to try to get some loving and the doe fighting for all she's worth to get away so I can't give her a shot, the cap comes off and the needle gets shoved right into my wrist. OUCH!!! I didn't get any of the meds in me, but I sure ripped the crud out of a vein and poked some other stuff that is probably pretty important. Bled everywhere and it still hurts like a *bad word, bad word, bad word* I am so ticked off at my goats right now, especially the buck, that I can hardly see straight. I know that it's not their fault, it's just their nature, and I'll be fine tomorrow but right now I could cheerfully wring his stupid neck.