Unlike many people who get to go to exotic locales on their first business trip, I got to go to Michigan to do a remote recording for a filmstrip. And I wsa totally paranoid that I was going to lose or somehow otherwise destroy the hugely expensive Nagra I had been entrusted with. But the trip was actually pretty cool, because I got to go to Battle Creek and met Tony the Tiger and saw how cornflakes were made.
But I digress. I also got to go to a farm, and while there met Sunshine the goat. Sunshine got to wander around all day, lying in the sun and eating grass when she wanted to. All in all, not a bad life, except maybe for the Michigan winters. Yeah, my hair was red at the time--a result of what's now referred to as the unfortunate henna incident of 1981.