Instead of catching a pokemon, I feel more like a pokemon caught me.
For the past couple of days I've been catching pokemon and releasing them after Sherlock had a chance to look at them. I didn't plan on keeping one, but while eating breakfast this morning, this little guy showed up a short distance away, and kept staring at me. I started tossing him berries from my plate, and slowly he hopped closer, until he was right at my feet. When I finished eating, and got up to wash, he started following me and he's been following me ever since. I had one last pokeball, and once he saw it, he started jumping up and down and flapping his wings - I think he wanted me to catch him.
So, basically now I have to go and buy a bunch of supplies for him before we head out, today.