The unusual birthday present

Towards the end of my Mother Doris's birthday yesterday, a very large carton was delivered, containing  a rather unusual birthday present from her daughters. It is a new house for Peter, her tortoise. The old one had given  good service, but after 58 years of use was starting to disintegrate. Peter took to it  surprisingly quickly, once we had enticed him up the ramp with strawberries  and kiwi fruit.