Jessie Ryan was ready to move out of her Warrior II pose when she felt a nudge on the back of her leg.
When she turned around, she couldn’t help but laugh when she saw Quincy, a 1-year-old mini-goat, staring back up at her.
It was the moment Ryan had traveled from Portland to the mid-valley to experience: the birthplace of a nation-sweeping craze known as goat yoga.