Breathing is very common in the Wild, as you might imagine. Happily, a Reader* has written in to YIR, asking about it.
Rhinos are not only accomplished at Breathing, but We need lots of Air, due to perpetual Ruminations and Scentographic Analysis. Our systems need ventilation. Air is good for that.
Rhinos don’t take Air for granted, that’s for sure. Very useful, Air. Calming, actually.
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Thick skin, thin skin, Rhinos have both, depending on just where you poke Us. (Call Us thin-skinned if you like, We’d rather you didn’t poke Us, but some folks are slow learners.)
Not all R Family Members have the same composition and distribution of More and Less; different gangs, different surface detailing.
Rhinos are Dermatologically blessed, and We know it!
Miss Irene Adler is the pivotal character in Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s A Scandal in Bohemia, in which she outwits Sherlock Holmes. It is a favorite Holmes story among Female Rhinos. (Ms. Adler was an opera singer before the tale begins, which should tell you a lot about toughness.)
Happily, Mr. Holmes comes to admire her for her cunning and moral fiber.
Mr. Conan Doyle (b.1859) always offers a good read, if only We could.
A Reminder for the Unwary: Jelly Beans can be hazardous to your figure.
The staff of Your Inner Rhino know whereof We speak.
Without mirrors, what would any of Us suppose We look like?
Rhinos (being mirrorless) assume We look great, and consequently, We’re right. And if We’re wrong, so what?
We still smell marvelous.
All Rhinos appreciate a snappy Uniform, and can mentally elaborate them to suit temperament and fashion. In our mind’s eye, We acquire a debonair je ne sais quoi.
But Uniformity is a denial of all true Rhinotude. No two Rhinos are alike; We don’t aspire to it. Each of Us has gifts, evidence of Nature’s bounty.
Rhinos have much in common among themselves. But when it comes to presentation, why indulge in duplication?
Green is not just a color, at least from the Rhino standpoint. Well, maybe it is a color if the definition includes Green’s mesmerizing fragrance, its many moods and nuances, intentions and muffled giggles, its potential for dynamic shifts and rhythms, its heroism and its generosity.
That’s our idea of Green; Rhinos feel privileged to be on the planet with it.
We Rhinos are not sure where the expression “Biting off more than you can chew” came from, but We guarantee it did not come from a Rhino.
No how.
Linear thinking is not natural to Rhinos, though We hear that Logic has a lot to recommend it. For some, perhaps Logic is comforting.
What dictates the Rhino mental process is a Natural Mystery, with which We do not choose to tamper.
Reason just gums up the works. Or at least, it’s never done much for ours.
Rhinos yawn because We can. What yawns accomplish is a mystery.
Yawns are sort of fun, so that’s a good thing.
Your Inner Rhino 