First time this little golden one has risen from the substrate in the two months since she arrived as an unknown trapdoor from a private property in Bellthorpe, Qld. Now that she's a little bigger, and I can see her eyes, I can narrow her down to the genus level.
The big girl, out and wandering about because I had neglected to throw her a bone in the appropriate timeframe. Feeding complete. All is neat. She's tucked away in her burrow, lid closed, to dream her sweet dreams well into the morrow.