Page 132 of My Cowboy Trouble
"Glad I could make you look good among your buddies. Anyway, I'm not planning to monetize anything else," I protest.
"Yet," Trent says, settling into his chair. "Give her time."
"I heard one guest asking about horseback yoga classes," Gavin says innocently.
"Absolutely not."
"Think about it though. City folks love yoga. They love horses. Why not combine them?"
"Because horses don't hold still for downward dog, and I'm not explaining to someone's insurance company why they fell off during warrior pose."
"You could call it 'Equine Enlightenment,'" Asher suggests. "Very spiritual."
"Or 'Zen and the Art of Not Getting Trampled,'" Trent adds.
"You're all hilarious. What's next, goat yoga?"
"Actually," Gavin says, "the next ranch over just started goat yoga classes. Booked solid through Christmas."
I stare at him. "You're kidding."
"Nope. Thirty bucks a session. People drive up from Denver for it."
"We don't have goats."
"We could get goats," Asher points out.
"We are not getting goats for yoga classes."
"Why not? You got us to agree to tourists. Goats are nothing compared to that."
"The tourists pay well and don't require additional livestock purchases."
"But think of the Instagram potential," Gavin says. "Cute baby goats plus stressed-out city people trying to do yoga. It's viral content waiting to happen."
What have I done? Six months ago, the term "viral content" never would have passed these guys' lips.
"Sir Clucks-a-Lot would terrorize the goats."
"Even better. Action shots."
I shake my head, but I'm laughing despite myself. "You're all insane."
"Says the woman who convinced us to charge people fifty bucks to shovel horse shit."
"That's 'authentic agricultural immersion,'" I correct. "Completely different."
"Right. So what's the difference between that and goat yoga?"
"About twenty liability lawsuits and a barn full of animals I don't want to feed."
"Fair point," Trent says. "Goats are escape artists. We'd spend half our time chasing them down."
"Plus, they eat everything," Asher adds. "Including things that aren't food."
"Like guest luggage," I say. "Which Sir Clucks-a-Lot already handles quite efficiently."
"Speaking of which," Gavin says, "did you see today's review? Five stars, specifically mentions the 'surprise rooster encounter' during the afternoon trail ride."
