Week 2

On Valentine's Day, Buckbeak was scheduled to go to the vet. I went home from work to hopefully have an easy time of getting him into the carrier. I did not have an easy time. I assumed that he'd be sleeping in his box, but he was hiding all the way in the back corner behind/under the couch. Doh! I took a towel, but seeing as how he is an expert at staying underneath the couch, I couldn't get him out easily. I finally edged him over to the side enough that he wouldn't move which allowed me to grab him. He fought getting into that carrier with more dexterity and strength than I thought he had. I am now the owner of four new scratches - one on each appendage! He was insanely scared at the vet's office, but he survived. They didn't even take him into the back to get his blood drawn. The vet techs came into the little room where he was. I'm glad that they were considerate to him. Anyway, for two days after that, Buckbeak would hide under the couch anytime anyo...