Wind Whipped Doggies

I've been thinking that if God were a dog, when He went for car rides with His owners, He'd put His head out the window and exult in feeling the wind whipping His ears and burning His eyes and tingling His nose. I don't know what it is, but there is something so free, so unfettered, so happy-making, so doggie, about dogs lollygagging out of car windows. I know I'm probably the only person who thinks of God when she sees wind whipped doggies, but my Spirit gets so happy when I see that - I want to join them - I want to go "wheeeee all the way home" (oh wait, that was a piggy).