It’s so strange (and wonderful) that I picked up an old edition of this book completely at random some weeks ago, merely on the strength of the author’s name. soup) or octopus or oyster-catcher or water beetle or zookeeper or Balkan expatriate… The trick being to find a state of existence where one can satisfy one’s biological and emotional needs, whether one is sea turtle (source of sea turtle soup) or William G. would doubtless remind us, perhaps there isn’t any difference between the two, humans being just another sort of animal, after all. This is not as much a book about animal liberation as it is about human liberation. There is so much packed into these strange and wonderful book that the whole turtle thing turns out to be merely a unifying theme, a subplot. He faces up to and jumps the clichés quite nicely, and while his characters do ultimately find themselves in a different and presumably better emotional place, it’s not their ultimate fate to rest in each others’ arms. Well, abundant blessings to Russell Hoban. Can you guess where we’re going from here? Two lonely people, sharing a joint goal, yearning desperately for love…? Inevitably William and Neaera meet, speak, share their turtle-liberation impulses, and formulate a practical plan to carry it out, helped by the like-minded zookeeper. As each of them in turn carry on their separate narrations, we see that their thoughts are uncannily similar, both regarding the turtles and other aspects of their solitary existences, and their relationships (or lack thereof) to those around them. Musing on the cosmic injustice of these far-roaming creatures being confined to a tiny volume of water, William and Neaera each consider the possibility of somehow freeing the turtles back into the sea.

and Neaera H., both struggling with a stagnant state of being, visit the Zoo and are, separately, attracted to the sea turtle tank and the stoic inhabitants within. Two middle-aged and currently unattached Londoners, William G. Turtle Diary is that second kind of book. The only thing better than looking forward to a read with a cozy preconception as to what the story will bring, and being satisfied with your expectation, is to be blanket-tossed up in the air by a book that tightens up and bounces you unexpectedly into a very different direction, leaving you to freewheel for a while, scrambling for a sense of where you’re going, then catching you and returning you, more or less gently, to solid ground. I was really concerned that the water would be too deep when I saw how tiny Remi is but like I said: swimming like a champ! The only thing I'm really concerned about is that Rem hasn't gone back up on the basking platform yet.Turtle Diary by Russell Hoban ~ 1975. Remi has even taken a chomp at the turtle bone I have in the tub and is swimming laps like an oplimpic swimmer! I have a nice 50 gal tub set up as the lil guy's home with 7 inches of water.

The little squirt seems very healthy as it has already ate a good helping of hatching pellets and some krill/baby shrimp as treats. For some reason I was expecting a 4 inch turtle, but my new baby looks like an actual baby! Rem is only 1.5 inches long! I feel this is small for a 10 month old turtle. I was told Remi hatched in August of 2017, which would make him/her 10 months old. It is my first turtle and it's name is Remi.

Hello, I just got a new ReevesTurtle this afternoon.

Tiny tim turtle