Rhinos are fine at wading, wallowing, and dipping ourselves in Water. A fine time for one and all. Hooray and Tee Hee.

But Rhinos are keenly sensitive to our own limitations, and merriment on the High Seas is one such limitation. A lesson learned by our ancestors, and kept alive in lore and legend. Sloshing to and fro, lurching and reeling at Neptune’s Whim.

We get Queasy. Which is a nice way of saying, “No, thank you.”