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…