Yes, I have a pair of fainting goats.  If you are unfamiliar with these creatures, here is a brief video that is both educational and hilarious: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=we9_CdNPuJg

One of my yoga students asked me yesterday, “What kind of person randomly decides to get fainting goats?”  My simple response was, “Someone who likes to laugh and who doesn’t care about anyone else’s opinion.”  Her question was precipitated by one of my posts about my most recent and humorous interaction with said goats, named Domino and Stormy.

I went out back to feed the goats. It was dark and a bit stormy.  When I got to their pen, they were no where to be found.  There are two chicken coops in there as well and I figured they just took cover from the rain.  They did, but not in the big, easily accessible coop.  I discovered these two rather large animals (100+ lbs.) decided to hole up together in the smallest chicken coop. I do not even know how they got in there. I mean, it’s a little chicken coop with a tiny entrance relatively speaking.

My initial confusion was soon met with an explanation.  They heard me coming to give them their yummy molasses oats and decided to simultaneously attempt to get through that tiny door. Two big goat heads, horns and all, emerged through a chicken coop door that is no more than 14″ x 16″, jostling and pushing to get out of that minuscule enclosure.  I was already giggling.  Domino got out slightly ahead of Stormy, but it freaked the poor girl out and, being a fainting goat, her knees buckled and she fell over, frozen stiff. A few seconds later she let out a horrible wail and popped back up.

Without further incident I fed the little darlings and got out of the rain.  I’m sure I’m a horrible person but these antics never fail to make me laugh. 🐐