The “Your Inner Rhino” to which our blog title refers is our way of pointing out the finely tuned wiring of Rhino thinking and perception. Obviously, our Readers are party to the same mode of operation, but so are many critters you might overlook.
Not just birds but also almost every critter at one level or another. Rhinos do not hold themselves aloof from the rest of Nature; We rejoice in the connections.
We can appreciate them and you, as you mirror Us.
Rhinos may get agitated or bothered, but We do not get Flustered. It is a part of RhinoPolicy, which We staunchly administer, most of the time.
Life may send the occasional Fluster our way, but We say ‘pooh-pooh’ and go about our business. Somebody has to control sass, and We are the critters for the job.
(FYI, ‘pooh-pooh’ and “fa-la-la-la-laah” are closely related and can often be used interchangeably.)
No matter how old any of Us Rhinos become, We never forget the merry moments of youth. The events, the memorabilia, the family and friends that had their impact on Us.
Funny how many fond bits there are to recall.
Delightful, actually.
Any Rhino will tell you, don’t anger a Mouse. They play for keeps.
Say, Kids, what time is it!?!?
It’s Figgy Pudding Time!?!?!?!
Yaaaaaayyyyyyyyy, right?
Wishing you and yours a Happy Holiday, and many Sugar Plums at bedtime.
“Oh ho ho”, says Your Inner Rhino!
Expectations and Frustrations can agitate anybody, Rhino or no.
In calming down, Time is our friend. Giving ourselves a year, this will all be a memory, replaced by similar anxieties, next year.
Your Inner Rhino, in the crystal ball business…
Signor Giacomo Puccini (b.1858) is one of the world’s most famous human composers. His La Boheme, Madame Butterfly, and Tosca are among the top ten operas produced worldwide. They are in Italian.
Rhinos do not speak Italian, but We sure do speak Music. So We heartily recommend Sig. Puccini’s works. We like schmaltz, and he knows how to serve it up piping hot.
Just for the record, he did not compose “Happy Birthday to you”. (Mildred & Patty Hill, 1893)
This is the Winter Solstice, the shortest day in the year. It’s hard to know what more there is to say about it.
Rhinos thought this might be a good day for mentioning the Mayan Culture of Mexico. They were very clever, and were enthusiastic about the Solstice, plus other astronomical studies. Also they sure knew how to dress for an occasion.
The Rhino Solution to the Winter Solstice is: Keep Eating.
Rhinos are fortunate in many respects, if not all. One interesting ability is that We cannot count above 3 with any sense of confidence. Seven, a Zillion, what’s the difference?
Consequently, the calendar is a bust for Us. We like marking up the calendar, but can never recall what is supposed to happen when We get ‘there’. If We haven’t already?
Thus, Rhino demeanor remains serene; it’s hard to be impatient when you have no idea when is when. Or when.
Your Inner Rhino 