After more than 20 years of basically sitting in the tank, the big turtle has made a dramatic move! Clunking repeatedly to get our attention, he’s been granted freedom to wander about the place, exploring the edges of the apartment and getting into nooks and crannies. What is he searching for? A mate, at this late date? Or is he a she, looking for an egg laying space? I made a small sandbox, he could care less. And so his days are spent exploring. Why quantum? Because slow as he seems there is something unusual about his movements – I see him at the far end of the place, then moments later he appears at the other end, nesting around the stereo cords. How did he get there? And without my seeing him? Quantum.