As I promised last time, the tales of my troubled childhood are far from over.
In fact, they've barely even begun.
As I mentioned, I was purchased at the same time as my friend Zoe.
Who was a FEMALE.
However, what the shop FAILED to report, was that we WEREN'T BOTH FEMALE.
Yep, you guessed it.
I lived the first few year of my life, not as Henry, but...
Wow, this is hard...
For the first few years of my life, I was Henrietta.
That's right.
Laugh all you like.
Believe me now that it was traumatic?
I don't quite know how they came to the obvious realisation.
But I have a feeling that it was probably something to do with the amount of personal time that Zoe and I spent together.
Or maybe the fact that we look completely different!
Look, can't you tell the difference between these two tortoises? One's male and one's female.
It's really not that hard people!
Tell me below which one you think is which, and if you get it wrong... beware.
And, would you believe, I actually do still have more trauma to share, so there will be a volume 3 coming very very soon.
Until then,
Henry. NOT Henrietta.
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