So I'm looking after the in-laws tortoise this week but every morning I've been to feed him...can i find him... can i heck! Ben the tortoise lives in the lap of luxury in a paddock sized enclosure by the compost heap. My mother-in-law gets v. worried if she can't find him and I'm even more worried that he will decide to make a run (well, slow trundle) for it on my watch! So every evening I call in to see if he's back and he's sitting there happy as larry chewing his cabbage... chuckling to himself that he fooled me again! Not funny tortoise...not funny at all!!!