Fanny Burney (b.1752) was one of the early women of letters in England. She wrote successful novels and plays, and kept an extensive journal of her comings and goings. She is remembered for her Epistolary Novels, meaning, the story was related through a series of letters, both to and from the heroine in question. Pretty neat.
She had a wicked sense of humor, with insights upon the Society in which she moved. Satire naturally appeals to Rhinos, worldwide. Right?
Irving Berlin published “Puttin’ on the Ritz” in 1929, a great raggy, yank-rhythm, crazy-catchy tune. Rhinos recommend you not listen to it, because once you do, you may never recover.
But if you want to risk it, there are many versions on YouTube, including: Harry Richman, in the 1930 film, Putting on the Ritz. Also there are Fred Astaire, Taco, Clark Gable, and Jiri Korn, singing it in Czech, each offering something different.
Your Inner Rhino recalls the greats, with appropriate warnings.
Some Rhino youths don’t know when to can the comedy. Their side-splitting antics inspired Abominable Snowman tales.
We used to gussy up to amaze unwary travelers. To some, these charades seem hilarious, except to those who get surprised.
We have curtailed these activities for many years, but folk still see A. Snowmen occasionally. Poor creatures.
Rhinos come by their warbling skills Naturally. We live lives awash in tonality and shimmering harmonies. Also, other sorts of harmonies.
FYI, some critters don’t. Seems sad really, but maybe they have knacks We lack.
Artistic Temperament comes in many forms for sure.
Marbles sometimes roll off on their own, each on its own Odyssey. But a little consideration often helps relocate them.
That’s one mercy.
This is Your inner Rhino’s way of saying a Big Thank Ewe to all our Readership, the mighty force which We so happily serve.
It’s a pleasure to Boogey in your company.
When and if you would like to see the drawings on Your Inner Rhino more clearly, just Click on them, and they should automatically enlarge themselves for you.
After an hour or so, when you have seen enough, Click on the margin, and you will go back to the main menu.
Your Inner Rhino, doing its bit to enhance your viewing experience…
Nature has not designed Rhinos to live in the trees, sorry to say. Still, it looks like pretty grand times to Us.
But We do not fret. We let our RImaginations take the reins and figure out what sort of house We would create IF We could get up there.
Merry times for Us! (And We don’t need Zoning Commissions.)
Today, hanging a May Day flower basket on a loved one’s door may seem Quaint. But Rhinos are a sentimental gang, for which We make no apologies.
Your Inner Rhino hopes you Readers have a nostalgiastic May First.
Yesterday was Mr. John James Audubon’s birthday (1785- 1851). He is famous for his many paintings of North American birds, which are both accurate and full of Natural detail.
Oxpeckers eat ticks, which are a plague We Rhinos must face all the time- the ticks, that is.
We also benefit from Egrets, but for today’s post, We extend to them our re-Egrets. Heh, heh.
Your Inner Rhino 