Somehow I stumbled on this video of "
Fainting Goats." It cracked me up and made me think of all those miles I chased our old horse, Willie, through the field trying to catch him for a ride. By the time I caught him I didn't want a ride, I just wanted a nap. Too bad he didn't have this genetic mutation. Life would have been so much easier.
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We saw a group of "Tennessee fainting goats" when we went up to Calistoga. They didn't let us run around the pen with them. Unfortunately, all the hand waving, yelling, and BOO!-ing from the sidelines didn't accomplish anything. Kyla even tried poking one to no avail.
Our problem with scaring them is clearly that we forgot our umbrella, that seems to do the trick easily enough... ah well, next time.
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