Especially for Us Rhinos that don’t live near the ocean, tales of the thrills pertaining to an Aquatic Life are delightful. We may not swim much, but the idea is appealing. We can be euphoric without even getting wet.
Makes us giggly, frankly.
An Inner Rhino Public Service Announcement: Friday the 31st is a full moon. This is something special called a Blue Moon, which is a second full moon within a single month. It happens seldom, like every three years, give or take a decade, hence the expression “once in a blue moon”.
The whole business is related to numbers, so We had to seek help. Rhinos are OK with 2, but ultra-shaky on 31. When We sing “The Twelve Days of Christmas” We just sing through 4 calling birds, then repeat a few times. Too many numbers.
Doubtless you will want to align your wardrobe with this event, so a few days notice is probably useful.
Every now and then, We wake up to a Big Surpriser, a burst of energy and delight and anticipation and confirmation. We can’t predict these surges. They just bound onto the scene and do their thing, and then are on their way.
They are extraordinarily stimulating, and on the other hand, they are exhausting. Like a trip to the Circus. So We stay in a state of semi-suspended demi-excitement all the time, both hoping for, and dreading, these Visits. Life in the Wild is full of such visitations… just the way it is.
To Fizz or not to Fizz? We usually Fizz.