poor thing

Some of you may have heard of the death of the poor, dear tortoise Adwaitya at the ripe young age of 255. What might not have known, though, is that the wonderful beast was my beloved pet. He was given to me many years ago by a scurvy group of sailors in honor of my many accomplishments. Though it’s been over a century since I donated him to the Kolkata zoo, I have cherished him afar for decades. And it’s been almost that long since my Christian name has appeared in any news article. I never would have suspected there to be a renewed interest in the Nabob's life.