Whatever Cleanliness is good for, It is not Natural. Rhinos are blessed with many scents and cosmetic features (like mud and dust) which define Us among our peers.
We stand by our Texture, which is how We define our distinctive self expression. All Rhino, no two alike.
Thank you, but no thank you, on the Soap.
Sunday, March 4th is National Poundcake Day, a day for Ingestion and Contemplation with Us Rhinos. We usually concentrate more on the former than the latter. For Good Reason.
We are Big Critters and must keep ourselves fueled up. For Us, Bulk is a necessity, a daily responsibility. We shoulder this care, and forge ahead, heads high, chewing.
Rhinos take things as they come. Darn tootin’.
Given that Rhinos own nothing, plain or fancy, you may think We don’t give Style a second thought. You would be mistaken. We sometimes imagine ourselves in Exceptional Runway Situations.
Why not? We put in a lot of chewing time, and contemplating ourselves all fancy-pantsed is fun. It lightens our Philosophic Load, which is considerable.
The Real Error would be if We imagined making such an Impression meant anything worth knowing about.
A few times a day (or an hour) We Rhinos get a burst of Pep. We welcome these spontaneous gear shifts as they propel Us along our Rhinoid path.
Rhinos are fueled with Grass Power. Can’t be beat!
Yes, yes. Well, We are not green, at least on the outside. So let’s hear no more about it, please.
IF We are to believe that changing our Present will change our Future, then might We not also select an altered Past, thus altering both our Present and our Future?
And may Fiction of any kind alter our view, thus rearranging all our interpretations and perceptions?
The same might be said of Facts, but Rhinos have doubts about Facts, one way and another.
‘It’s a Long Way to Tipperary’ is a 1912 song by Jack Judge and H.J. Williams. Rhinos are not native to Tipperary, so its far-awayness is cloudy to Us.
But one thing We can point out is: the closer you are to Tipperary when you set out, the shorter your hike is likely to be.
Refute that, if you can.
Cain’t win ’em all, even at Your Inner Rhino. Sad, but true.
The Sun’ll come out, Tomorrow, la la la……
As We often say, Rhinos depend on Scent to keep Us current, which can be a L&D Matter. In the Wild.
What also should be noted is that the Air We breath has no Natural smell of its own. Whatever it’s made of, Air serves as a neutral vehicle for presenting Scent. It carries all sorts of information, long distance or short, and gives Us Rhinos a head start for our Computations and Responses.
Air. We can’t see it, smell it, or taste it, but We sure can’t function without it.
Rolling our eyes is a Rhino method of dealing with Situations which defy comprehension. Alternatively, We use the Shrug. Both gestures have a range of expressive intensity.
We also use the two systems in tandem, including crescendos and rhythmic nuances, sometimes enhanced with oscillating snorts and pulsing huffs. Ancillary responses can also include tongue-clicking, toe-tapping and jaw-grinding.
When the Muttering begins, everybody heads for the hills.
At Your Inner Rhino We sometimes get a letter asking for fodder recommendations. Sadly, We Rhinos judge each plant on its dietary merits in the specific moment. What smells ideal today may be losing its gusto by morning.
Also, We don’t have names for plants as our Readers do. We know our endlessly varied local vegetation by scent, and are sensitive to nuance, nasally speaking.
Keep sniffing; it just takes practice.
Your Inner Rhino 