Like many older critters, Rhinos do get crumpled with time, sort of like a handsome book that got dropped in a puddle. The outside looks worn, but the pages retain their wisdom.
Like a Diary, our Inside stays forever young and vibrant. Rhinos are just like that Inside; there, Time works on a whole other set-up. Not that We understand the system, but We’d be nuts to deny its existence. Young, old, it’s all the same, Inside.
This idea keeps Us easygoing. On our good days.
We call this blog Your Inner Rhino, but it should be understood that inside each Rhino, there are multiple interior worlds, each with its own slant and goals and style and rhythm.
A Happy Realization, and a good thing to recall when We get disgruntled.
Rhinos are fine. That is how Nature made Us.
Mr. Bjarni Herjolfsson, a Norwegian, set off to visit family in Greenland, but got off course. There were no maps, and his sense of smell was not good. Anyhow, rather than Greenland, he sailed up the coast of North America, as it turned out.
He turned back to find Greenland, never setting foot on his Big Discovery, the first European human sighting of this continent. He later sold his boat to Leif Erikson, who made a settlement in 1000AD.
Rhinos were not there, but We find the idea intriguing. Ahoy.
On the chart, you can see the Rhino Brain. We are told that this proves that Rhinos have inferior mental capacity. Pardon Us if We don’t subscribe to that ‘scientific‘ assessment.
Obvious reservations present themselves: Maybe 1) Rhinos use more of our brain than other critters, 2) We store part of our wits somewhere else, like our kidneys or kneecaps, 3) We don’t fritter away our capacities; We mind our own business. Also Etc., Etc.
But these are not Questions Rhinos bother with. We are fancy free as is. Any Rhino could and would tell you, if asked.
Rhinos enjoy all the seasons We get, wherever We are. No two locales are exactly the same, which may be quirky, but it’s so.
What We particularly like is the toastiness of Summer. We have long believed that hot weather makes Us grow, which is a Prime Rhino Activity. This belief may or may not mean much, but that’s true of most things.
We are Sun Bunnies. For better or for worse.
Rhino Philosophers have always been struck by how insoluble many Questions seem to be. Thrash about as much as We like, We do not arrive at a useful or credible conclusion.
Consequently, Rhinos mostly approach Questions with the assumption that We will get nowhere.
Often We have been proved right, beyond Question.
In the Wild, We Rhinos have to watch our step. The occasional bump or bruise just goes with the territory, perfectly Natural. But there is a serious Limit.
In the Wild, there is no medical attention, no sick leave. In the Wild, We have to keep moving; if you sit in one place too long, some critter is likely to come take a bite.
We must do what We can, as long as We can, Naturally.
‘Where’ is always relative, right?
As far as any Rhino has ever figured it out, Where We are at a given moment is probably not going to mean much in two minutes; We will have moved on, probably mentally or physically or both. Definitely some Where else.
Anchors, Aweigh!
We at YIR wish all you Dads a fine day, full of Adventure and Nonsense.
What could top that?!
Ah, sunny Nepal, where the world’s largest honeybees (apis dorsata) live. As you might assume, they have the biggest stingers among bees. Whoa and Golly!
Cheery news, bees have no interest in Rhinos; our skin is thick and We pose no threat. They build hanging combs, way up. Live and let live, y’know?
The Bee Keeper outfit isn’t necessary, it just looks snappy.
Your Inner Rhino 