Sometimes a Rhino catches a surprise aroma that transports Us back to an occasion, a moment, an image or map of sensations. Those may have been real, or maybe not, but the feelings that surround Us are vivid. We wallow for an instant in a happy memory, a floating scenario. We celebrate a Then, even in the Now.
Call Us Scent-imental.
Just how Ugly do things get? Most of the Ugliness We Rhinos see about Us has nothing to do with wardrobes, that’s for sure.
We prefer to think of our imaginary outfits as Eccentric and Improbable. And let’s be real, so modestly priced!
Mr. J.R. Poinsett was a US minister to Mexico in 1823. Not only was he a diplomat, but also an amateur Botanist. He sent plants home. In Mexico, this was called the Christmas Eve plant (Flor de Nochebuena).
By 1836, the plant We know as the Poinsettia was popularized in the United States.
The plants are attractive, but Rhinos don’t eat them. It’s not a problem most of the time; they don’t grow where We live.
Even for very clever Rhinos, it is not wise to focus on more than one thing at a time. Oh yes, We can have a number of things on the stove, but it’s best to recall which one will scorch or fricassee. (That’s Kitchen Talk, about which Rhinos know next-to-nothing.)
Anyway, what We do know is: We can’t be looking here AND there at the same time.
Your Inner Rhino presents you with another timely Insight. You are welcome.
Even with cranberry sauce, Rhinos find that drumsticks are simply too chewy.
Maybe We need to boil them first.
There are a surprising number of skills; some are grand, others modest. Rhinos lack the vast majority of them. That fact does not mean that We can’t appreciate demonstrations when available.
They make it look so simple. Often We cannot even imagine how the results are achieved.
Marvelous. We applaud. (That is one skill We understand.)
That’s right! This is it! A day to hone your skills and lose your temper at this board game, invented in 1903 by Elizabeth Magie, later published by Parker Brothers in 1935.
Rhinos venture to play this game at a distinct disadvantage. We own nothing, so the intricacies of bartering and economics are mostly meaningless.
Still, anything with little plastic houses and colorful paper money can’t be all bad, right?
Rhinos are keen observers of Nature. We keep an eye out for possibilities; maybe some other critter does things We haven’t done, but might do, now that We consider a new option.
Squirrels are interesting, but they seem so nervous, almost frantic. These are not recommended paths for Rhinos. How could We maintain bulk if We were always scampering hither-thither? And all that chattering?
We do like the idea of living in trees though. Oh, and front teeth.
Rhinos have many Social Possibilities, public personae for all occasions. We call it Sophistication, whatever others may label it.
For some critters, it might be exhausting. But Rhinos are built tough.
We glitter naturally.
Rhinos sometimes get a reputation for being Aloof, with connotations of Snobbery. Lest We be misunderstood, We hasten to point out : We just have our minds on other things.
Rhino Levels of Concentration are legendary, at least amongst ourselves. When preoccupied, We go into a trance state where We are inaccessible. We do not snub through intention; We are unavoidably detained somewhere… else.
Eventually We loop back to the planet, at which time We are glad to be sociable.
Your Inner Rhino 