As We all wave ‘so long’ to the holidays, We must return to the Grind.
The Rhino Version of a Grind mostly has to do with chewing. No problem there, as our holidays and all our other days have that in common.
We here provide an Organ Grinder as a reminder. It’s a jolly line of work all Rhinos honor and admire.
Rhinos do make mistakes, and not all of them can get patched up. Sometimes We feel victimized. Sometimes it just feels like We are embroiled over a misunderstanding.
Anyhow, Regrets are a sticky business. We apologize, but there is often a bad aftertaste. We feel wronged.
All a Rhino can do is press on, and hope Bad Feelings will fade, the sooner the better. For everyone concerned.
‘The Twelve Days of Christmas’. You should not be surprised that Rhinos cannot count beyond 3, so that is all the verses We ever learn. Whatever the True Love gives above and beyond, We can’t recall.
After those hens, We just murmur “Tra la la”, and relax.
Rhinos have to allocate our energies in the face of Holiday Fervor.
Certainly holidays are grand in their way, but often that way involves a lot of sugar. Try as We Rhinos may, it is not easy to be Good in the face of SugarPressure.
Golly!
Also, Gee-Whiz!
Rhinos like to attend to matters ahead of time, on the occasions when We recall something is coming up.
Interviews are a big part of any Project which is going to involve Teamwork. You may think that one Partridge is like another, but they are high strung birds, unlike French Hens. Gotta be very Tactful with Partridges. You’d know that if you’d ever discussed Politics with one.
Things usually work out, eventually, but bring your Tact; you’ll need it.
Today is the Winter Solstice, at which point days get longer above the Equator, and get shorter below it. It’s because that’s how it is, a perfectly fine Explanation if there ever was one. Very Rhino.
In addition, this year there are a bunch of meteors and shooting stars whooshing around, just to celebrate the occasion.
Sometimes Nature gets carried away. Also Very Rhino.
Every Species has its own special sets of Guidelines, ways of keeping most family members from Catastrophe. These customs are taught in many ways, both direct and by Experiment. Despite Mavericks and Comedians, the point is that these Rules are in place. Rhinos call it Tradition.
Rhino Rules are not readily understood by Critters other than Rhinos. In fact, they are not always apparent to Rhinos; these are just the Do’s and Don’ts of Rhinodom. Generally speaking, We comply.
In our Efforts to comprehend the Rules of other Critters, We are seldom successful. Can We truly understand their what or why? We have doubts.
Today has been National Maple Sugar Day. For those of you Readers who live near a maple tree, you are in luck. If you ‘tap’ the tree, the sugary sap drips out into a bucket, assuming you put one where the bucket needs to go. Then you decide what you want to do with it.
That said, sugar is a component of a great many plants, so all is not lost, if you happen to be “maple challenged”. Rhinos know; maples don’t grow where We live either.
Nature provides, everywhere you look.
It’s pretty common to want to control other folks, getting them to help Us Rhinos get happy. We all assume We know best what it would take to achieve our sense of well-being, and then enlist them to help Us.
What would be great is if We could each pull our own strings with such authority.
Rhinos are regularly informed that We are Color Blind. Wellllllllllllll, maybe. We see all right, or at least our vision works for Us to the extent that it needs to.
For Us, Color is a cumulative sensation of Presence, combining scent, texture, hearing, taste AND sight. Color doesn’t reduce itself to any one source of sensation.
Rhino Receptors are fine tuned, whatever the source. Or, more accurately, sources.
Your Inner Rhino 