Actually, Sister Dawn. A festival was along River Street in Savannah, with dozens of tents and kiosks selling, well… everything. I saw a Nun walking through the tents; I could only see her head and upper torso. And I nearly ran to get in front of her and ask my question.
As I approached and saw her full length, I learned two things: she was walking a full sized poodle named Cole, and she wore a number plate associated with a 10K run. Sister Dawn had no problem being photographed, and was amused by the project. Cole, however had no interest whatsoever, in doggie portraits.
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Sister Dawn ran the entire race, with Cole, while wearing her Habit. Now THAT must have been a sight!