Hace tiempo que queremos llevar a @elbuhito al psiquiatra ya que su comportamiento y su deseo de destruirlo todo no es para nada normal y vemos que cada vez está peor: habla solo, se queda mirando a la nada, murmura que unos Nucks lo acechan, desaparece y aparece sin avisar, así que creemos que ya es tiempo de que empiece a hacer terapia para que se recupere y esperemos no sea demasiado tarde.

We have been wanting to take @elbuhito to a psychiatrist for some time now, as his behavior and his desire to destroy everything is not normal at all and we see that he is getting worse and worse: he talks to himself, stares at nothing, mumbles that some Nucks are stalking him, disappears and appears without warning, so we think it is time for him to start therapy to recover and hopefully it is not too late.

Obviamente Buhito rechazo la idea de ir a un psiquiatra, se puso algo violento y empezó a gritar que, si lo encerrábamos, sería presa fácil de los Nucks (sean lo que sean los Nucks). Estaba convencido de que no asistiría, así que se encerró en la oscuridad de su nido y a cualquiera que se acercara, le echaba gas pimienta.

Obviously Buhito rejected the idea of going to a psychiatrist, became somewhat violent and started screaming that, if we locked him up, he would be easy prey for the Nucks (whatever the Nucks are). He was convinced that he would not attend, so he locked himself in the darkness of his nest and pepper-sprayed anyone who came near him.

Sin saber cómo llevarlo, decidimos que la mejor opción era dormirlo. Le dejamos un pedazo de comida en la entrada de su nido (lo atacamos por su lado más débil: la comida). Esta comida tenía un potente sedante, pero Buhito no fue capaz de percibirlo, su pasión por la comida lo hizo devorar el trozo y con él, el sedante, y se durmió de inmediato.

¡Lo dejamos en la entrada de la psiquiatra, dormido dentro de una caja, pero él sabe que todo esto es por su propio bien!

Not knowing how to handle him, we decided that the best option was to put him to sleep. We left a piece of food at the entrance of his nest (we attacked him on his weakest side: food). This food had a powerful sedative, but Buhito was not able to perceive it, his passion for food made him devour the piece and with it, the sedative, and he fell asleep immediately.

We left him at the psychiatrist's entrance, asleep inside a box, but he knows that all this is for his own good!

Al despertar comenzó a actuar extraño, parecía demente, claramente no le gustaba la idea de que lo hayamos dormido para llevarlo obligado a hacer terapia, pero insisto que es por su propio bien.

Ya iniciada la primera sesión, Buhito comenzó a hablar con la psiquiatra, contándole por qué quería destruir el mundo.

Lo que no imaginábamos que sucedería, era una revelación que el mismo Buhito hizo acerca de su pasado.

When he woke up he started acting strange, he seemed demented, clearly he didn't like the idea that we had put him to sleep to force him into therapy, but I insist that it is for his own good.

Once the first session began, Buhito started talking to the psychiatrist, telling her why he wanted to destroy the world.

What we did not imagine would happen was a revelation that Buhito himself made about his past.

Nos sorprendió que Buhito tuviera un hermanito menor, pero ¿qué pasó con su hermano? ¡No creerán lo que le sucedió!

¡Si quieres saber qué oscuros secretos esconde este búho, no te pierdas la tenebrosa sesión de psiquiatría de Buhito!

We were surprised that Buhito had a little brother, but what happened to his brother? You won't believe what happened to him!

If you want to know what dark secrets this owl hides, don't miss Buhito's scary psychiatry session!