This is possibly my least favourite day of the year.
It goes against all natural instincts to starve your pet for a fortnight then stick him in a Chinese takeaway box in the fridge for six weeks. But I am assured it must be done. My pamphlet on tortoise care states sternly that ‘you cannot cheat nature’, but this doesn’t make me feel much better as I avoid his accusing gaze, tying the lid on his little box so he doesn’t get out and start binge-eating his way through the salad crisper.
Sleep tight, little man.