We thought that perhaps the YIR Reader might assume that Rhinos are outstanding day and night, just as part of the Natural Order.
That is not the case. We have to work at it daily and hourly.
Practice makes perfect.

Goldilocks is a self-serving opportunistic housebreaker with a mighty fine idea of her entitlements; “Just Right!”, indeed! Broken furniture, stolen food, and who knows what other highfalutin’ carryings-on!
In the Wild, such tales make any sensible critter cringe.
In our version the three bears devour Goldilocks. As the Baby Bear says at the End, picking his teeth, Goldilocks was “Juuuuuuuust Right!”.
We Rhinos transform over time. Sometimes it’s obvious, minute by minute, and other times it takes days or even a week. But whenever We examine the phenomenon, We aren’t who We were when We last took a peek.
It probably is the same thing for grapefruits and glaciers, but We can’t be expected to keep track of Everything. N’est-ce pas?
We leave that sort of surveillance to Nature.

It may seem that Rhino Sensibilities, acute and discerning as they are, are a Natural Bonanza. Obviously, We Rhinos can’t imagine ourselves without these gifts; they are part and parcel of our package.
However, when the incoming data is so titanic, keeping everything straight is often beyond our capacities. We can’t store things in an orderly fashion. Simply too much to juggle.
Fortunately for Us, We don’t care. Why fuss over what is not possible? We rest assured that if We need to know something, Guidance is available at every turn.
Here is a Phenomenon: If Rhinos cross a line somewhere, We are no longer where We were; We are now somewhere else! Even just one toe! These lines are invisible, yet they have great meaning among the Readership and their kin.
We hope you can understand our confusion. How can Here and Here be considered entirely different places?
They taste just the same, We can tell you.
Tomorrow is National Pie Day. Your Inner Rhino wanted to remind you in advance so you could get your pie stuff together.
Since Rhinos do not really bake (lacking virtually everything needed for the exercise) you may be happy to learn We are not including recipes.
We don’t have them, and you wouldn’t want them.
Inklings are elusive and unpredictable. All of a sudden, one will make itself known. Whence they come is hazy. Their whole business is mysterious, because inklings don’t get very specific as a general rule. We are munching along, and Whammo!, an Inkling! Of what?, you might ask. Dunno, say We.
They come in many sizes and flavors, but at a certain point of development they morph into Intimations. Or they go into hiding and We can’t recall what it was We were inkled about.
Very tricksy, Inklings.