Most Rhinos do not live where there are either Pine Trees or Pineapples. So Ignorance can lead to problems or disappointments at Harvest Time.
Given a few hints, We connect the dots and get matters straightened out.
Pine Cone, Pine Apple, they sound so similar. Right? But We can tell you this: they don’t taste the same.
Tomorrow is a fine invention. Tomorrow, things are bound to be different.
Even for Us Rhinos, some days are Not-so-Good. Sometimes We just can’t get all four feet on the ground at the same time, mindfully speaking.
Then Tomorrow looks especially good.
This is The Teddy Bears’ Picnic Day. We Rhinos are fond of this rollicky tune, and have been since it was written. The music, by JW Bratton, was writ in 1907. The words came later, when Jimmy Kennedy wrote them in 1932.
We recommend it.
It’s makes Us giggle. Rhinos are all pro-Giggle. It’s just the way We’re wired.
Mirror, Mirror in my fist/ How could anyone resist?
Each of Us Rhinos is attentive to our affect, though it never centers on simple Appearance. What concerns Us is Who is inside. Fortunately, We are seldom disappointed with the Answer.
Inner Rhinos all look good. Yours & ours too. Fact.
We Rhinos are not gifted Palm Readers. True, our feet are criss-crossed with wrinkles, but We don’t seem able to determine what they might mean. Occasionally We peer at them, trying to make out what message they send. So far, nada.
The idea of reading the Future, or the Past, or the Whatever is fun. It is something to do Now, if only for a few moments.
Plus all Rhinos like the idea of Bandanas, right? Our fashion sensibilities cannot be suppressed.
Sometimes Rhinos make a Bad Decision, barely noticing. We blind ourselves to other options. Then off We stumble.
The Bad Decision limits our perception. Finding a downward spiral is no trick at all, though the speed of the descent is unpredictable.
Getting out of a hole seems impossible. It isn’t, but We first have to remove the blindfold.
No matter how placid things may seem at any given moment, Rhinos all acknowledge that Drama is on its way.
Unlike Santa coming on a specific date, Drama shows up in its own good time. And in its own unique style, rhythm, or flavor. Volume up, volume down.
There’s no point in trying to second-guess Drama, so We just relax and greet it as it comes.
In the fine tradition of Your Inner Rhino, We Rhinos offer ourselves this Centenary Salutation.
We are delighted to have the opportunity to join up with you Readers and compare notes.
Look for more, another 100 posts down the road. We can’t wait!
Self Evaluation is not easy, even for Us. Rhinos like to think of ourselves as Insightful. We are mostly on the alert, assessing and compressing information. We try.
That effort does not, unfortunately, guarantee that Rhinos are entirely and 100% clever.
However, when We take a look at what other species are doing, We feel pretty good about ourselves.
Rhinos are serene by nature, but sometimes a Wild Notion drops by, selling Us Discontent, a sense that by acquiring this astounding novelty, We will be easily a dozen times Better Off. Doubt it not!
P.T. Barnum (gone but not forgotten) was born today, but back in 1810. He did not invent Razzle Dazzle, but he did teach it a thing or two. He created needs Rhinos didn’t know We had, and fortunately, he had just the solution, right up his sleeve! Marvelous, in four directions at once, with a spare in his hip pocket!
Flim-Flam has an interesting feature: the con job is something We each pull on ourselves. Rhinos step right up and invest, sight unseen. Are We nuts?!?!?
Often enough, yes.
Your Inner Rhino 