Great story teller, Charles Perrault, albeit a while ago. Good stories are good stories, lots of staying power.
Readers might find Rhino versions of his works almost unrecognizable; Rhino priorities are not universally identical to those of the Readership. Still, RhinoTots like them the way We tell them. Which is why We tell them our way.
So the idea is, there’s each of Us and then there’s Everything that isn’t each of Us. We each look around, and comprehend what We can of what We see and hear and Smell, out there in the not Us. We try to organize that incoming data with the Us of Us, who We each are at the time.
The real Inner Rhino Regulator in the discussion is each of Us, using whatever common sense We can locate.
Another Good News, Bad News situation.
Like it or not, all critters have Limitations. There are boundaries to Rhino capacities, assigned by Nature. We cannot fly, nor can We fit into a pumpkin shell. Nor climb trees successfully. Etc., etc.
What We can do is fill our Rhino turf with all the Excellence We can muster, leaving no smidge unappreciated. Without going beyond ourselves, We can investigate and extoll. Also, from inside our Rhino precincts, We can marvel at what other critters can do, and do do.
Rhinos can’t have it All. What a relief.
Hooray.
Lots of cycles in the Wild, and this seems as good a day as any to salute the Then, the Now, and the To Be.
Your Inner Rhino wishes you our Very Best, today, and on all other days. Happy New Year.
Rhinos don’t allow other critters (or relatives) to determine the pulse and direction of our daily dance steps or state of mind. We each do our Rhino thing. With gusto. What sensible Rhino would let somebody else control the Happiness Button? Really.
Feeling Good is a Rhino responsibility, each of Us for each of Us every day.
Cha cha cha.
Now seems to have various meanings, like today, or recently, or this generation, etc. The Now We Rhinos are pondering today is the instantaneous Now usually brought about by pain or surprise. The kind that makes your eyes bug out. The kind of Now you register when a crocodile bites your foot or you bash your head into a rock in an unforeseen way.
Those are times when Now really calls attention to itself. In the N-OW sort of way.
We Rhinos do try to make up New Year’s resolutions, but We don’t usually get too far. Setting aside issues of pens and paper (which We lack), We can’t seem to find fault enough within ourselves to concoct a list.
We do our best as We tread Life’s highway. What is the other solution?
Perhaps tardy, but still well-meaning, which must count for something. This sort of mix-up is not uncommon, which is why Rhinos tend to put the matter to rest, often before two turtle doves are ever mentioned. The collateral damage involved in a full shipment is too awful to compute.
We think of ourselves as Thoughtful. Win/Win.
When a much-anticipated holiday like Christmas comes along, Rhinos sometimes imagine that a phase of Life is officially over. We can fall apart. Even though We know that isn’t the case, We secretly hold onto the concept, the Done Deal.
However, next day We get going to the next item on the agenda.
Hopefully with a high heart.
Today is the Winter Solstice, which means more to the Reader than it does to Us Rhinos. That is because of your faith that the world is round. We have heard all about it, but remain unconvinced. (see 1-26-15)
Still, in the spirit of critter commonality, We salute your Demarcation. If you live someplace A, it’s the shortest, Someplace B, the longest day, or night. Whatever you believe on a daily basis, Solstices have charm as an idea, and Rhinos are suckers for charm, no doubt about it.
As you can well imagine.
Your Inner Rhino 