Today is Your Inner Rhino‘s 400th posting! (That is more than 200, in case you find numbers as confusing as We do.)
Wishing you Readers all the best, with thanks for tuning in.
Yabba Dabba Doo, as We conquistadors are inclined to murmur.
From time to time, matters seem to get out of hand. Rhinos are delicate and prey to stress, though We try to suppress our knee-jerk responses. Still…
Breathing, or snorting, are effective when whelmed; We recommend those routes. Or a run around the block. Or a fist through the wall… whatever works for you.
RhinoTots do not toddle. When they are born, they are all ready to walk within a few hours. In the Wild, We cannot endure if We cannot get up and get out. That’s just the way it is. This fact accounts for the long pregnancy RhinoMoms experience; all that prep work takes place inside.
That is not to say that RhinoTots are particularly coordinated or graceful. Just so We’re clear on that. All those presentational skills are the result of time.
And Maternal Attention.

Adolescence is a great time for the young, and an extraordinary time for their moms. Big Adventures with Vast Horizons! Going where no Rhino has gone before, or not recently at any rate.
The Good Thing is that most of Us, young and older, survive the excitement, as can be deduced from the fact that We are here to discuss the matter. Just part of the Merriment of being a Rhinoceros!
No joke, it’s a privilege.
When We Rhinos are confronted with a Problem, We often feel pressed to Consider matters and arrive at some Definitive Conclusion. What makes these crises daunting is that often We don’t care about the Answer, muchless the Question. Nature dictates Policy, not We.
So We simply toss the whole business into a mental hopper, and pick an answer, almost at random. And nobody else seems much the wiser. Ask anybody. Assuming they were listening in the first place. Which seems unlikely.

Rhinos are all talented tiptoers. It comes with the package. Each of our feet has three toes, but We mainly use the middle toes, which is slightly larger than the others. The two outside toes are good for balance and standing, but when We go into Action, that middle toe takes Charge.
Thus you see that although We are mighty and largish, when it comes to grace and precision, We Rhinos are on our toes.
Marvelous.
For more Toe Talk, see Oct. 23, 2014.

Sometimes a thing seems mighty tempting, like it would be great to take it home and adore it. But Rhinos must face it: We don’t own anything. No marina, no semaphore flags, no hornpipe recordings. And We can’t eat it!
We find it easier to Appreciate these wonders at a distance, but to then proceed unencumbered by Stuff.
On our merry way.

Despite our obvious dynamism, Rhinos are a remarkably sentimental group. We have a marked sweet spot for days of yore. We rest assured on our long history, but still, We mostly focus on the last few hundred years when Nostalgia is the topic.
Though Rhinos focus on Today and its call to action, We can nonetheless peek back on many memories and associations which warm them little cockles of the heart. The fact that many of those memories are demi-fictiontal does not impact them in any way.
Why wait for Valentine’s day?
That’s right: Rhinos don’t sweat. Our body heat moderation is dealt with in other ways, the easiest to spot being Us in the mud. (See: 6-28-15) Mud not only protects our hides, but discourages insects and their kin. And mud cools Us off. Ditto rolling in dust.
The picture, though charming, is entirely fanciful; it has nothing to do with Facts. Why would We ever disguise our odor? The way We smell is what informs all our ranks of just what’s up with Us. That singular whiff is a major achievement for each and every Rhino. It is 77% of what qualifies Us as Masterpieces.
Downwind is where everybody wants to be. Ask anybody.