We’re looking after George the Tortoise while my neighbours are away on holiday. Today it was my turn to clean up his human sized wee-wees and feed him strawberries, spinach and mushrooms. I’m saying “his” and “him”, but the professionals aren’t even sure yet. Nobody knows if George is a man or a lady. Not yet.

I was sweating it to start with. What if he doesn’t like me and doesn’t want to come out to play? Turns out we kinda like the same thing. As I sat with him on the floor, he instantly went for my shoes. Sniffing, licking, nibbling… George loves shoes! I like shoes too. And one thing became a lot clearer…

Sketched with felt tip pens and colours in Photoshop