I think our turtle is a lap turtle. Hank as she is affectionately known clamours to be released from her 6ft tank when I get home from work. Then follows me around the kitchen dangerously trying to climb on my feet. Finally I sit down and Hank circles several times before clambering up my legs and as she falls I catch her and put her on my lap. Finally she settles. So, I'm typing this with a cold turtle on my lap.