November and December mean Christmas bazaars on the weekends here. A week ago I was on my way into St. Giles Presbyterian Church in the Glebe, when I saw this magnificent fellow waiting for his human near the side door of the church.
I came back out shortly after, and he was still present and accounted for, so I took a couple of shots. His human told me she'd named him Hank. He was a very friendly chap.