Trainer Andrew ♂, Day 53: To Kill A Chatot

The withdrawal is getting worse.  I visited Lance briefly in the morning, but the thought of having to sit still for another day is just too much.  Lance suggested that I go down to Route 1 and relax by training a bit.  I followed his advice and headed down there. 

Sadly, my Pokémon are far too powerful for anything I ran into.  It was mostly Pidgey, which my Fearow didn’t have to hardly bat a wing at to defeat.  I didn’t see much point in capturing any, so it was mostly just a slow trek of having Fearow beat the curd out of them. 

There is a lovely bit of singing here, and I tracked the source back to a few Chatots in a tree.  I thought for a second about sending Fearow to ruffle their feathers a bit (harhar), but then I remembered what my father once said:
            “Chatots don’t do one thing but make music for people to enjoy.  They don’t eat up peoples gardens, don’t nest in corncribs, they don’t do one thing but sing their hearts out for us.  That’s why it’s a sin to kill a Chatot.”

I never understood what a corncrib was, though I guess that’s beside the point.  I let the things keep making their music as I walked off. 

My hands are starting to tremble, that can’t be good.

Trainer Andrew ♂