August 18, 2022

Greetings Laff Lovers,

I saw an interesting article today which said that a small farm in North Carolina is looking for people to cuddle with their baby goats.

The farm is raising therapeutic goats for goat meditation and goat yoga.

Most farm-raised goats are separated from their mothers at birth and raised to be used for milk and meat, but the kids (that's baby goats to you and me) at this farm are nurtured alongside their mothers and socialized with humans, in order to create the intimate bond necessary for goat yoga, apparently.

As the farm continues to grow, they're in ever increasing need of more people to spend time interacting with and cuddling the farm's baby goats.

I guess this kind of pastime would appeal to the more, ummm, sensitive types, but I don't think I'd want to cuddle with anything I'm prepared to eat. With the exception of my wife, of course.

And probably the single mom who lives at the end of my street.

Intimately,

TZ

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