Fly me to the Moon…

9-30 SpaceRhino

It turns out that getting to Outer Space requires elaborate preparations. We have made R Inquiries, so We know. It takes Technology.

Rhinos have no Technology or even technology at all. So We take Alternative Action; We Concentrate, and then, Up We Go! From all We can glean, our experience is just as Satisfying, though perhaps our version of Satisfaction is different from a more organized Scientific Community. Either method, everyone is happy, which is as rare as it is nice.

More importantly, We can hear the stars singing while We’re here, so why interfere up there?

Hissstories

9-29 Hisstory

Take it or leave it, We Rhinos are constantly sought out as Good Listeners. We are examining a shrub, and up comes Somebody to chat. By “chat” We really mean, pour out its heart. We are equally skilled at dealing with any topic, happy to say.

Visitor size, shape or locomotion are immaterial. Anyway, this Visiting Critter simply starts reporting. We putter along, while keeping close track of the Visitor, and occasionally grunting or coughing. Maybe a chuckle or sneeze.

When the Visitor has said its piece, it returns to its proper sphere in the Wild.

What makes Rhino Counselors both popular and useful is that We offer no Advice. We usually have no idea what was said in the first place, and wouldn’t think to repeat it, even if We could.

We are just glad to be of Service.

WhadayaKnow?!

9-28 Lots2Know
The question has been posed, When has a Rhino learned enough? What is the practical limit on discovery and curiosity and attentiveness? We know a lot of stuff, but there’s usually room for a few more bits and pieces. Is it worth the effort, or can We kick back and savor a cucumber quesadilla?

The answer is: We will never know until We get to the end of the line. Nothing protects Us or Anybody from unforeseen disaster. But when things get Tricksy, it can turn out the thing We learned just yesterday is the very thing We need for a hasty escape. “Whew!”, We mutter with a nervous giggle.

Safe and sound is good, but the hard part is that the Preparation has to have happened when We knew nothing about when We’d need it.

Talk about a subtle moral!

You are not the Boss of Me

9-27 RomoCop

Rhinos are not good with Authority Figures. We are too willful to assume Somebody Else knows more about what’s what than We do. They aren’t dealing with our issues, so how should They know how to behave, better than We do?

Other critters like other systems, like packs or hives or herds. We respect any critters that make a go of it, however they manage. But with Rhinos, each critter is so distinguished that there just is no room for a crown or a cigar or whatever. We each get some turf, and attend to it.

Historically speaking, We have tried I-tell-You-what-to-do Arrangements. But it has never lasted more than an hour or two. We just get into a rumpus, and when the dust settles, We each go on about our own business. Nobody is any the wiser for the experience, but We each feel better for having put our foot down.

What We put it down on is anyone’s guess.

Oceana Roll

 

9-26 Wuh-oh!

Very disorienting, salt water. We cannot see well enough to judge the conditions rightly. Also, salt water is impossible to analyze by nose, which is our primary guidance system. Oceans are too moody, and that’s a fact. And you can’t drink them.

We wade sometimes, but only as far as our legs are planted. None of this bobbing-around business.

We stay where are We are designed for. Fresh water.

Why tempt Fate?

The Same but not…

9-25 All the Difference

So We have been wondering if there is any meaningful difference between the Inner Rhino and the Inner Grasshopper, or the Inner Cranberry, for that matter. Maybe that spark is universal, a gift from Nature that defines Life itself?

On the outside We appear to be one thing or another, but Inside, where it counts, maybe We aren’t. We can mostly all tell when something is alive or not, right? How do We do it? Maybe We know because there is something inside Us that responds to that in the other Being. We don’t get that with a rock, but We do know a live potato when We see one. Usually.

Your Inner Rhino tackles these conundrums with determination, if not a lot of insight.

Hitting the Trail…

9-25 Underway

Each of Us likes to be prepared for the day, whatever it brings. We imagine a menu of Possibilities, though those imaginings usually turn out to be beside the point. In the end, We have been provided for by Nature.

The Good Part of mentally equipping ourselves is that it gets the first foot into gear, primes our pump. Then We are on our way. Vroom.

Feeling jolly makes the ideal send-off.

Plugged in

9-24 Connections

Rhinos have delicate internal wiring, and a whole lot of it. Critters as sensitive as We are need complex systems, though you may have suspected that already.

While Rhinos are renowned for their self-possession, it is true that occasionally our wiring develops problems. It can take minutes to locate the issue, and a few more to correct it. Often these glitches have to do with our temperamental regulators. What goes on between the first alarm signal and the final solution can be dramatic, for one and all.

Electronically speaking, We flip out.