"If providence did beards devise,
To prove the wearers of them wise,
A fulsome goat would then, by nature,
Excel each other human creature." - Thomas D'Urfey

Thursday, February 28, 2008

Physically Phyt

Well, it is nearly Spring. Time to put aside those old ungoverned, comfort-Peanut eating habits, and don a fresh new outlook. In short, it is time to get fit. After all, summer is just around the corner, and one simply must be prepared for the extra physical effort that will be required in finding the best and most delectable patches of grass. So, as fate would have it, Mr. Peanut has charged himself with the responsibility of getting everyone in shape. He is, in fact, our new Personal Trainer.

Here you see him counseling Ella on the proper use of the GoGo-Goat Treadmill © After all, aerobic exercise is important. It is also quite evident that Ella is feeling the burn.

Naturally we are all enthusiastic about this idea . Well, almost all. You might recall that the U.S.S. Boo has had a bit more invested in licentious eating habits than the rest of us. However, even Boo has lost some of her girth. I know. Unbelievable. Yet I, myself, have seen Boo going around and around and around, with Peanut right behind urging her onward.

In fact, you can see from the photo above, that all of us have taken to cheering Boo on to success. After all, it has been shown that support is absolutely vital to achieving weight-loss. Witness any Weight Watchers program.

The only real problem we seem to be having is that this whole idea has gone somewhat to the head of the resident Personal Trainer. He has begun bleating with an Arnold- SchwarzeNigerian accent and demanding payment in animal cookies and Peanuts. Not to mention shouting ridiculous 'fitness' phrases at us like, 'Work those abs!', 'Know your THR (Target Heart Rate).', 'Let's improve the agility in those glutes!' or 'Aerobics are the only way to strengthen that heart!' Oy. You know, I believe it was Rita Rudner who said, "
The word aerobics came about when the gym instructors got together and said, "If we're going to charge $10 an hour, we can't call it jumping up and down." I believe I see her point.

8 comments:

Kathryn and Ari said...

My goodness! I find myself both strangely intimidated and drawn to Mr. Peanut's draconian approach to physical fitness. Has he, by any chance, produced a few exercise DVDs I might be able to purchase? Strappy skirt season is still a few months away in Maine, but if I begin his project now I might just be ready in time.

goatgirl said...

I'm sorry Marigold but that is one cute Peanut!
Also I have a few ladies over here that would like to sign up.

Marigold said...

Mr. Peanut says he has no videos because he doesn't want to be lumped in with those 'girly-men'.

Twinville said...

I wonder if I need some exercise toys, too? I will go ask my Mom.

I wanted you to know that I am finally getting sheared tomorrow and my Mom (and secretly, even me) is so excited about it.

I wonder what I will look like under all of my matted wool?
I wonder if I will go down several dress sizes.
I do know I will feel better.

Oh, and your photo of all the goats playing together made me so happy!

You see tomorrow, I also get two new goat roommates. For almost two months, all I've had for buddies is two strange looking llamas.

I do like them, and they seem to like me most of the time, but, well, you know...a goat needs a goat buddy!

And I bet I'll get even more physically phyt with my new goat friends here to play with!

Peanuts forever!
Luna

Marigold said...

Dear Twinville,
How DO you get those Orcas into the mountains of New Mexico?
As for toys, OF COURSE goats need toys! You must convince your goatmother (or is she a llamamother?) to go to the county electric place or a local electric place and get you some discarded wooden spools!
I am glad you are getting some more goat friends. Goats MUST have friends. It is just in our nature. Just remember...no butting. It is hard, but it can be done.

Twinville said...

Hi Marigold,

You are such a nice online goat pal. Actually we don't have any real orcas here in New Mexico. Our ranch was named by my goat mama's daughter several years ago when goat mama asked her daughter what color horse is her favorite.

Goat mama's daughter replied, "Orca Horses"
Which meant:
Horses that are black and white.

My goat mama is also attracted by all critters that are black and white. So I guess it just seemed fitting that this ranch be named after an orca. hehe

(Munch...munch)
Do you know that peanuts are yummy? Mmmmmm!

Oh! I almost forgot! My mama got a little table and an electric cable spool and placed them out in the yard. I haven't used them yet as I want to wait until my new friends (Oh did I forget to mention THEY ARE HERE!!!!) can be out and play with me, too.

My goat mama will be posting pictures of my new goat friends later on today. I'm so happy!

But yes, I did butt my new friend's heads a little today (hanging head). I'll try a little harder not to hit them so hard next time, though.

And one exciting thing, too! I got my first haircut today! I've been carrying around the same heavy, dirty mop for at least a year or more.
I feel SO good...and I look good too. Well at least that's what my goat mama tells me.

Goat daddy was in shock after my trim and almost didn't recognize me! He thought goat mama had bought a new goat. But it was really me!! hehehe

Munch, munch,
Peanuts forever....
Luna
(And Lily and Cloud, too!)

Anonymous said...

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Sandro Heckler

Marigold said...

Dear Sandro,
Sorry, no Facebook or Twitter.