OK. IKE, calling my bluff, here's the story. My wife and I bought a place zoned "animal property" (outside Phoenix), and it being irrigated by humongous amounts of water, we thought a goat might be an appropriate animal to keep the weeds down, so bought a little billy. As he grew, his, er,....faculties became fixed upon sexual instinct and wanting to butt the hell, out of me. One could smell him 50 feet away! If you touched this beast anywhere on his body, your own character was flawed by his stink for days, despite washing, deodorizing, etc.
Friends visiting from Wisconsin: guy's wife petted the cute little guy. Repulsed immediately, obviously not having expected anything so vile, she nearly gagged, proceeding to wash with soap vigorously, to no avail. She hadn't known before, what we also did not, but learned the same way!
That's the goat story. imp