fetish (plural fetishes)
1. Something which is believed to possess, contain, or cause spiritual or magical powers; an amulet or a talisman. [from the early 17th c.]
2. Something sexual or nonsexual, such as an object or a part of the body which arouses sexual desire or is necessary for one to reach full sexual satisfaction. [from the early 19th c.]
3. (US) An irrational, or abnormal fixation or preoccupation. [from the 19th c.] [quotations ▼]
I thought it would be useful to include the various definitions of the word ‘fetish’ so that my readers could clearly understand that my goat fetish is about the first definition and not some kinky sexual desire that involved a goat!
To begin this tale, it all started with my desire for cashmere…
As I was lazily browsing Facebook one day, a FB friend mentioned her ‘cashmere dealer’. Of course this got my jealous attention because I seriously wanted to know how one acquires their very own ‘dealer’. It turns out that once I got the weblink I was well on my way to claiming a coveted position of cashmere heaven when I got sidetracked by a goat.
Yep, that’s right. I skipped right past the gorgeous photos of flowing cashmere scarves in shades of heavenly, delicate greys and went straight to the source. That cute goat! Place a giant diamond ring in front of me next to an adorable animal and the animal will win my heart every time.
Then I read this excerpt from the Chianti Cashmere website:
Just A Goat
From time to time, people tell me, “lighten up, it’s just a goat,” or, “that’s a lot of money for “just a goat”. They don’t understand the distance traveled, the time spent, or the costs involved for “just a goat.” Some of my proudest moments have come about with “just a goat.” Many hours have passed and my only company was “just a goat,” but I did not once feel slighted. Some of …my saddest moments have been brought about by “just a goat,” and in those days of darkness, the gentle touch of “just a goat” gave me comfort and reason to overcome the day. If you, too, think it’s “just a goat,” then you will probably understand phrases like “just a friend,” “just a sunrise,” or “just a promise.” “Just a goat” brings into my life the very essence of friendship, trust, and pure unbridled joy. “Just a goat” brings out the compassion and patience that make me a better person. Because of “just a goat” I will rise early, take long walks and look longingly to the future. So for me and folks like me, it’s not “just a goat” but an embodiment of all the hopes and dreams of the future, the fond memories of the past, and the pure joy of the moment. “Just a goat” brings out what’s good in me and diverts my thoughts away. I hope that someday they can understand that it’s not “just a goat” but the thing that gives me humanity and keeps me from being “just a woman.” So the next time you hear the phrase “just a goat” just smile, because they “just” don’t understand. ♥ ~Anonymous
Last Spring I decided to treat myself to a week long mosaic course in Ravenna. The experience was educational and rewarding and I learned a new skill and made new friends along the way. I now have two completed mosaics in my home that were made with my hands.
After finding out about Nora Kravis through Facebook (thank you Chef Judy Witts Francini of Divina Cucina) I’m eager to meet Nora and share her passion for goats. She will be hosting a Spring workshop on site in Radda, Tuscany and I want to spend my days hugging goats. Oh, and maybe buy a lovely cashmere scarf as a memento too 🙂
Who’s with me?