Happy May Day.
That’s what YourInnerRhino says, and that ‘s what YourInnerRhino means.
On Cats
A Reader asks about the Rhino position on Cats. Short answer: We have no position on any other line of critters. Live & let live, etc. Hooray for each and every one of us.
It helps any discussion to recall that Rhinos live in the Wild. There, Cats are large and hungry, so We avoid Cats and hope for the best.
And We don’t have domestic Cats, because in the Wild, Rhinos have no domiciles. Nor any Tuna O’Nuggets.
Thus interactions are unlikely, rendering the question pretty much moot.
Once upon a Time…
Rhinos are careful about the stories We tell our Tots. They are impressionable, and We’d rather impress them only once.
No Rhino story We can think of ends with “Happily Ever After”. Such a slogan leads to Expectations which will be unfulfilled. And those sorts of Expectations can be hard to shake.
We prefer something more realistic, like “and the next day was more Happy, or less Happy, or roughly, just as Happy”.
Aw, Shucks…
Rhinos don’t always get fabulous reviews and cheering throngs wherever We go. It’s a surprising fact, but a fact nonetheless.
Does that slow Us down or deflate our balloon? It does not. We simply slather ourselves with trinkets and enjoy the confidence Rhinos get from being Alive.
The Applause is deafening, even if it’s just our own. It’s heartwarming.
Trees
Today is Arbor Day. Enjoy them, plant them, thank them.
We Rhinos are taking the opportunity to get going.
Wee, Wee, Wee, all the way home
Speaking of Warthogs, it is wise to remember that every single one of them (with few exceptions) has two parents who squeal, “There’s our little piggy-kins”, when they see their precious tot.
Bear this valuable lesson in mind when it’s Mother’s Day. Next month. Whenever that is.
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Sunrise, Sunset
We are not an uptight gang, We Rhinos. We like to let things occur at their own jolly pace. Nature always does its thing anyway, right?
One thing We do notice is that Days don’t seem to be the same, one Day to the next. They are longer, they are shorter, they just do as they please.
Is somebody actually in charge of these variations?; that’s what We’d like to know!
WhardWeGo?
We Rhinos are too large to use standard Camouflage. So We have perfected Alternative Means of Slithering Unbeknownst round and about, Incognito.
The surprise for Us is that these skills are almost never called for nowadays. It’s something of a Mystery. It may have some connection to our dwindling numbers.
In the face of Mystery, We remain calm or at the very least, calmish.
April Connections?
In the better-late-than-never department, Mr. Sergei Prokofiev was born yesterday, April 23, 1891. A famous Soviet composer, he is probably best known for his “Peter and the Wolf”. He also composed the music for the ballet of “Romeo and Juliet”, and a fine job he did of that. Very punchy.
It is based on William Shakespeare’s play of the same name, all about young love in old Verona.
In a twisted version of things, Mr. Shakespeare was born in 1564, but died on April 23, 1616. There might be a mystical connection there, but We Rhinos are jiggered if We can figure it out.
Your Inner Rhino 