Yesterday marked Pan’s eighth birthday. Today Caleb and Charlotte
are helping to bake Pan a cake. We did a mini-celebration last night when Pan
got to eat a whole banana and have extra treats as a birthday gift.
Seven years ago on a cold, wet day (December 26, 2016) Megan and I drove to Red
Bluff, California to pick up a one-year old dog that desperately needed a home. When we drove into the yard, we saw him chained
up to a tree. Pan had belonged to an elderly man who had recently passed away.
The family could not afford to feed Pan and had other animals they kept inside
their home. There was not room for one more mouth or body in the home. Megan’s experience
with dogs allowed her to quickly assess the situation. When Pan was left off the
chain, he ran zoomies around the yard (unfenced), then he came closer as Megan
had brought food. She was able to eventually get him to eat from her hand
(gently) and when she coaxed him into the back seat of our car, he gladly came
with us.
During the several hour drive, Pan laid quietly in the back seat. The trust he had in us touched me deeply.
We brought him home, Megan bathed him, and the rest is
history. He loves his family. We love him.
Pan has a very special bond with Grandpa Joe.
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