I did yoga with a goat standing on my back and discovered an L.A. fountain of youth
When I arrived at goat yoga class Wednesday night, I had two things on my mind.
First, I don’t do yoga.
Second, I don’t generally hang out with goats.
So what was I doing there?
I asked myself that as I saw one of the goats, Burlap, eating a hedge while the other, Billy, rammed a bench with his…