“I’m amazing!” said the stuffy rhino to the lions. Now, like most people, the lions did not enjoy being woken up with a snort of a rhino in their face. The head of the pride groaned. He opened one giant eye and snorted at the lumbering beast.

The rhino grinned. Now he had told the king of the beasts the major part of his speech. He looked at the loins, still moaning and grumbling. A frown crossed his large and sinking mouth. Had they not heard him? Here he stood in greatness, while his humble audience just lay there! “I’m not sure you heard me correctly, I said that I was amazing.” Said the rhino, but now slightly more annoyed. Silence. How could they? He was the best and most absolutely amazing animal on the entire savanna. At least they could manage an applause. But the lions still slept. Even the head of the pride still lay, doing nothing. The rhino was wrong, the head of the pride was doing something.

Though seeming still fast asleep, the lion’s muscles were slowly coiling up. His nearly shut eyes focused on the small but crucial gap between him and the rhino. The now indignant rhino lifted his head with a snort “Well, if you are too proud to admit that there is a better animal than you bunch of Ahh!—”

Now every creature on the savanna knew who was the greatest, and no one would dare disturb the lions’ sleep again.