Rhinos do have Bad Days. Those days are unpredictable, but occasionally the stars align in such a way that We feel like disgruntled trolls.
This is one of the main reasons Rhinos celebrate Tomorrow. Whatever is out of whack may correct itself, making Us capable of standing our own company.
Yes. Rhinos celebrate Tomorrow.
Each of Us will investigate 2018 as best We may, whatever the weather.
We at YIR wish you Readers the very best with your Adventures.
Remember: it’s always good to pack a) a fork and b) some bandaids.
In the Wild, where Rhinos mostly live, mirrors are in short supply. So Moms often have to supply information as best they can. For some reason, RhinoTots find mouths endlessly fascinating, so these familial exams are not uncommon.
The casual Reader may better understand the situation if you try to look into your own mouth without mechanical aid. See? Or rather, don’t See, right?
Rhino Education, cutting edge, every time.
Rhinos have various specialties, fields of research, areas of experience. We cheerfully admit it.
One such area is Baked Goods Consumption.
Believe Us: This is how the Cookie Crumbles.
Rhinos today all belong in warm places. That’s where Nature plopped Us, and We need to be content there. Our body heating systems are calibrated for our home turf, so dancing off to chilly locales is fraught with peril. Not to mention, it’s cold as … can be.
Dang!
For Rhinos there are hazards involved in having such delicate and sensitive organs of smell. Not only do We have these sensors in our noses, but also in our mouths. A blessing surely, but a complex blessing.
Rhinos can smell 1) the usual stuff, 2) the unusual stuff, and 3) the Future. Uncanny as this last claim may seem, We are accustomed to know what’s on its way, sometimes bunches of time in advance. We cannot help it.
What We can do about it remains sketchy, millions of years after realizing that few things take Us much by surprise. “Told Me so” gets old, right?
Log rolling is a major Rhino Sport. Not that We actually do it ourselves for varied reasons (most related to anatomy and physics and opportunity) but We can definitely imagine getting into it.
Even when one’s Outer Rhino can’t handle the assignment, the Inner Rhino is always ready to rock- and roll.
Full of tabasco, 2018 is off and away, poised to embark on its future. And ours.
So much ground to cover, so many discoveries around each bend in the road! And everything seems doable.
Shown here are only a few peaks of the Range of Possibilities.
2017 has run its course, and We at Your Inner Rhino bid it adieu with mixed emotions; many giggles, a few tears and the usual combination of hope and dread and gratitude.
Any way you slice it, this is the end of the line… for this year.
Let Us be well, all together.
Rhinos do not have any clear picture of what is going on inside Us. We eat, We gurgle, We poop; that’s the whole shebang.
Still, when we feel queasy, We imagine what’s up. The diagrams We concoct don’t fool anybody, but they can be oddly comforting at the time.
Please bear in mind that each of Us is both Patient and Physician. We just get better, or We don’t, and that is that.
Your Inner Rhino 