ROBERTS, Wis. — As someone who has never done goat yoga, I assumed that the single baby goat in the yoga area when we arrived at Have Ya Herd, a farm east of Hudson, would be the only furry friend joining us during a 90-minute yoga session. Because I knew I would spend time with the little one shortly, I went in to greet the roughly 20 goats that were held within two pens inside the barn. Their size varied from large dogs to small babies, and everything in between.

The Goats at Have Ya Herd were kept in a barn before the yoga session began. They were all very excited to greet visitors when they walked into the barn, photo by Rachel Fergus, RiverTown Multimedia.
The Goats at Have Ya Herd were kept in a barn before the yoga session began. They were all very excited to greet visitors when they walked into the barn, photo by Rachel Fergus, RiverTown Multimedia.

As we waited for the rest of the class to arrive, I also said hello to cows and pigs hanging out in the barn (those, I am told, have not been introduced to yoga).

Along with goats, Have Ya Herd has pigs and cows. The pigs are almost as excited as the goats to greet visitors and gnaw on clothing, like scarves. Here, Julie Fergus (first time yoga and goat yoga participant, and the mother of the reporter) pets a pig before realizing that she is trying to steal Fergus' scarf, photo by Rachel Fergus, RiverTown Multimedia.
Along with goats, Have Ya Herd has pigs and cows. The pigs are almost as excited as the goats to greet visitors and gnaw on clothing, like scarves. Here, Julie Fergus (first time yoga and goat yoga participant, and the mother of the reporter) pets a pig before realizing that she is trying to steal Fergus' scarf, photo by Rachel Fergus, RiverTown Multimedia.

The 10 people in the class filed into the yoga studio (a hay-covered rectangle with a roof and one wall; the exterior of the barn) and we greeted the young goat that was zooming around the space. As I unfurled my mat, I watched the owner, Jess Lubich, walk over to the other side of the studio, bend down, and open a small door in the wall that I hadn’t noticed. Before the door was fully opened, all of the goats that had been in the pens inside the barn came flooding out, running to greet the people sitting on mats.

It was impossible to count the goats because they kept running, jumping and head-butting, but it seemed that there was about two goats to every participant.

As in most yoga sessions, we began by sitting on our mats and trying to focus on our breathing. This was a little more difficult than in a more conventional yoga studio because we were nudged and nibbled on by the goats until we petted them or had to push them away so they would stop chewing on shoe laces and scarves. (Before we began, we were told to put long hair up or tuck it into hats to avoid being nibbled on.)

The actual yoga that we did was fairly simple. The instructor explained as we worked on balance and stretching that she would not be offended if we didn’t do every move. Some past participants, she explained, just sat on their mats petting goats throughout the session.

Even with the intention of doing every move and taking each deep breath, I found it impossible not to pause — to move a goat or try to remove your sweatpants from their mouths.

When the goats first rushed into the studio, some of the smaller ones began trying to climb onto the participants' shoulders. At the end of the session, we learned why they were so intent on climbing: The instructor had everyone make a table with their back (knees and hands on the ground with a flat spine) and go hip-to-hip with people next to them. Once everyone was in this “goat bridge” formation, the goats began jumping up and walking across the participants. Despite the hooves, it didn’t hurt, it felt more like a massage, especially because it was mostly the young, smaller goats that were excited about climbing on people. The older, larger goats seemed content just putting their front hooves on people or going to the other side of the space to headbutt and intermingle.

The goats clearly knew what they were doing and enjoyed yoga sessions. The instructor recounted taking goats on the road for yoga sessions. She explained that when the pen is set up and the goats are roaming in it, they will all leave the fresh grass they were munching to go sit on a yoga mat, patiently waiting, if one is placed in the pen.

Each goat at Have Ya Herd is a family pet. They are treated by the vet just as other pets are and have names (Linus, Lucy, Harry Houdini, Bunny, Moji, etc.). The instructor's favorite is Duke — he received that name because he was born on the same day that Prince Harry and Meghan Markle were married — because she has known him since he was born.

When yoga came to a close, we were given time to take pictures with the goats, hold the babies and pet them without trying to do a stretching exercise. When most of the participants had left, the instructor opened the small door leading into the barn again, and the goats all filed into the pen as quickly as they had filed out an hour and a half earlier.

When the yoga session was done, the goats all funneled back into the barn through a goat-sized door, photo by Rachel Fergus, RiverTown Multimedia.
When the yoga session was done, the goats all funneled back into the barn through a goat-sized door, photo by Rachel Fergus, RiverTown Multimedia.