The very first thought that comes to my mind: the odor. Second thought: "accidents".
By coincidence, or maybe not, just this morning on the radio that I listen to, they discussed goat yoga. One of the producers had experienced it on her vacation trip, and loved it. She called it nothing more than an excuse to play with baby goats, and said that there was very little yoga involved at all. She also said that she had a chance to bottle-feed milk to a baby goat, and it was one of the best things she had ever done in her entire life.
I didn't realize that ALL goats are decent climbers, in keeping with their cousins the mountain goats.
This post was edited by Benedict Arnold at July 15, 2018 9:41 PM MDT