Rhinos do all that We can to avoid Stressful Situations (which are bad for our Health). Are We universally successful in these efforts? Obviously, not entirely. What critter is?
Whatcha gonna do?
Our Best, that’s what.
A standard Rhino greeting is “Happy Birthday”, and why not? No Rhino keeps track of such a thing, so the chances are, if not likely, not entirely out of the question either.
Perhaps today is your Birthday!? And if so, why not enjoy it to the Max?! Throw yourself a party and scintillate.
In that spirit, YIR wishes you a “Happy Birthday”, whenever you plan to have it… today, or whenever, or however often.
Scent is what We Rhinos are all about. Our senses are simply transported minute-by-minute with a Symphony of Fragrances.
Oddly enough, We do not just inhale Scent; We see it, We hear it, We taste it. It may be that the nose takes the lead, informing our other senses. Who knows?
Who cares about these details? We are Ecstasizmed.
Rhinos seem to get more than our fair share of Brilliant Ideas; it’s just a Natural Fact. Sometimes once a week, sometimes every two minutes; it’s an unpredictable business, these flashes of RhinoGenius.
What’s intriguing is where these ideas reside before We get them. We are simply attending to our business when, WHAM!, We get an Insight. Out of the blue.
Very stimulating, being Us.
We Rhinos are an intensely Musical Bunch. Toss out a few notes, and We are activated, humming, tooting, and vocalizing. Oh, and stomping.
One Musical Vehicle is like another; in the Face of Inspiration, things just improve by the minute.
Autumn is almost as good a season for the Banjo as Winter, Spring and Summer. It’s hard to lose!
So your head is on backwards. It comes as a surprise, as any Rhino would notice. That Realization can be seen as Demoralizing, or as an Opportunity.
Change is not easy, We know that. But without seeing that all is not well, Improvement is Highly Unlikely.
Bad news, Good news… Each of Us gets to define it. Or act on it.
Sometimes Nature makes a shift, raising one flat place above another. The resulting wall separating those fields is called an Escarpment, geologically speaking.
Rhinos seldom scale these Escarpments, lacking both the Equipment and the Skill. When you are Big, you don’t want to do a lot of falling down.
Being incapable ourselves doesn’t mean We can’t appreciate it.
Today in 1542, Sr. Juan Rodriguez Cabrillo found himself offshore of San Diego. He claimed it for Spain, though he was Portuguese himself.
Rhinos are continually confused about this sort of Discovery. Clearly, California had been there all on its own for some time. Rhinos discover unfamiliar items all the time, but We don’t assume they now belong to Us. A riddle, We suppose.
At any rate, Congratulations!