We found Erroll one cold, rainy Friday night at the synagogue as we arrived for services. He kept trying to get inside and was rudely ejected with every attempt. We finally took pity on him and brought him inside and sat in the lobby with him until the service was over. Even though he was only eight weeks old, he'd already been in a fight and had a big chink missing from his right ear. He's an extremely mellow guy, and gets along with everyone so well we call him "The Ombudsman".