We carried him home from a lot about a mile away. They asked how far we were driving and got excited when they learned we were walking.
His name is Willowby in honor of Mr. Willowby's Christmas Tree, the only Christmas book I know of that combines poetry, generosity, and fractals.
In we brought him and would you know...he fits perfectly. Even without cutting his top off.
Now for gathering people together, sitting under him, and drinking (perhaps) copious amounts of hot chocolate.