Well, Elisa was obviously intimately familiar with Fiskars' range of garden tools. One glimpse of the secateurs and she was off. So, more stale bread was required (it always works) and we used the dog leash. She didn't mind in the end and was patient enough while we discussed the 101 of ovine pedicure. Job done. Then we decided to try the same on one of the "hoggets" (we have two ewes born last August, so exactly one year old: Badger-face and The-Other-One). P sort of lassoed the dog leash over her head (using the stale-bread bucket as a lure) and then flipped her onto her backside saying, "we did this all the time in Namibia" (true: he really did go there once to hunt antelope on a sheep farm the size of all of Wales). Anyway, she sat there hoofs aloft as if to say, "I'll have pink gel with diamanté embellishments" while we trimmed away. P. said he thought he heard her snore at one point.
We didn't have the energy (or enough stale bread) to try it on Badger-face who, I have a hunch, will be more difficult.