A dog is never happier than when it is riding in the car with the fam, head hanging out the window. The combination of the comforting love within and the Love of its Life outside, the Wind, make for sheer ecstasy.
Now, Wait! i spoke too soon. Maybe there was one place better in the life of our Rudy. When our son, Ben, was attending SUNY Stony Brook, we would visit him by way of the Bridgeport, Ct., Ferry across the Long Island Sound. Rudy was with us on one trip, and when the Wind went under his ears, he almost turned into Rudy Pan.
Often i have sung the similarities of Rudy and his Creator, but this might be the ultimate connection. The Biblical word for God actually means “Wind” in English, and just as a moth is so drawn to a candle flame as to be willing to dive right into it, so our pups are connected to the core with the Maker. A dog has the Wind in its soul. “My soul cannot rest until it rests in You,” wrote St. Augustine. GOD + DOG = ONE
So in love with the Wind is our Rudy that on breezy days we cannot get him into the house. Even when the night falls, he prefers to stay in the breeze. At the moment our family is trying to come to grips with the fact that a Wind is not very far away, which will be coming to carry our Rudy Pan away, the same Wind which once upon a time long ago delivered him to us – out of the grip of a monstrous abuser. We are savoring every day with him until that Wind shall surely sweep him back up and away.
Very soon we will look into his brown eyes and HEAR, “Please, let me go home now. I will surely meet with you later. Thank you for saving me long ago from a wicked man and for giving such a safe and cozy, loving home, both inside and outside. I will put in a good word for you, my Master Companions.” A Great Ferry is coming soon to carry him across the Sea of Death into the Land of the Free Forever.