Back a bunch of Million years ago, say 50 or 55, We first became aware of RhinoHeart (10-20-14). This was quite an occasion, as it was our first inkling that We were venturing in a new direction, diverging from the rest of the family, as We knew it. Up until then, We all looked about the same. Odd-numbered toes, kind of small and lumpy, fast on our feet.
But things worked out this way: We are cousins with both Horses and Tapirs, though the differences have become more marked with Time. Those differences are not just physical. Those families took off in their own directions, answering the call of Nature as they heard it. HorseHeart, TapirHeart.
We did the same thing, only We were dealt different cards. Happily. We have no complaints, that’s for sure. Still, there is that DNA that makes Us recall the connection. One whiff, and We know We are cousins, kissing or no.
We’ve all been busy.
Your Inner Rhino 
I love this Rhino! Somehow, he reminds me of you. (The down-the-nose glasses?)
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It may actually be the glazed expression, but then, I don’t have to look at it, generally speaking.
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Or perhaps the glazed stare. Teaching can affect one that way.
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I really like Rhinoheart (goes without saying), but the idea of Tapirheart and Horseheart lead one to consider Dogheart. My dog died this past Spring. Dogheart names a continuity that I find comforting, although her furry absence is still painful.
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Her companionship is not limited by her physical presence. She will always be with you. Period.
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