When I was a child my family had a pet tortoise named George. Years later I adopted a kitten named Tigger and I still had the tortoise.
Tigger got along well with George. She was curious about him, as you can see in this photo. This was a rare up close moment. She would sit and watch George from a distance, but we never left them alone together.
George would hibernate during the winter, then spend the rest of the year in a large plastic kiddie pool filled with sand.
George loved spending hours in the backyard, lying in the sun and eating the grass. One of his favourite treats were the flowers off the clover.
It was amazing how fast he could move when he started walking. We had to keep a close eye on him. When my family first got George he managed to escape the backyard and was found 4 houses away.
He loved sleeping with his head in the grass and having his chin rubbed.
Today I wouldn’t trust my three cats with a tortoise. Tigger had a special relationship with him. She also got along well with our budgie.
I miss George, he was a quiet pet, but an interesting one. He was part of the family for 30 years.