Owie. My head isn't that hard.
But hey, Lerris talked to me! Lerris talked to me. There were no other goats near me, so it's not like he was mistaking me for someone else.
Yes, I know that I shouldn't encourage any kind of dominance behavior towards me by my goats. But I'm more thrilled that Lerris would want to get close enough to touch me than the fact that his first voluntary body contact in years was to push me out of the way.
Ah, Lerris, you are my Russell-cat of the goat herd.