Bobcat
Wednesday, August 22nd, 2007
Long story short, curiosity killed a cat…
Okay Ultrafans and family. Here is my second post which was supposed to be another short summary of our trip to share with you, but unexpectedly became something more than that.
UltraBob, UltraGirl’s Family (J-Dad, J-Mom, and J-Bro), and I went on for a three day trip to Chiba. The first day, we checked out one of Chiba’s tourist spots, a huge ranch called Mother Bokujo, where you can meet a bunch of farm animals, play little outdoor games, and such. It was a very very hot day, and the ice-cream made with milk from the cows at the ranch tasted good. Chiba is a fairly big place with lots of nature and surrounded by ocean. We were planning to just enjoy those specialties of Chiba.
The second day, we stopped at a beach and had a nice swim in the ocean. The water was so clean that you could still see your feet in the water 30m away from the shore. Kakigoori and Tomorokoshi made UltraBob’s day.
As soon as we got to the hotel room, we felt several big earthquakes. I’m used to earthquakes so it usually doesn’t scare me, but this time somehow I was frightened, and I think it was what you’d call a ‘hunch’.
We enjoyed our dinner and Onsen bath, and decided to do Karaoke in the hotel. UltraBob sang three songs and told us he was tired and was going to go to sleep, and left the Karaoke room. About 30 minutes later, I saw the door of Karaoke room open and heard my mom shout ‘Oh Noooo!’ There was UltraBob standing at the door again, bleeding all over from his arms and legs, and asking me to come out for a minute. For a second, I thought maybe he had a fight or fell down the stairs or something. But the next moment, I saw a deep hole which looked like an bleeding human eye on his ankle, my mind went ?!?!?!? Without telling my family what happened and how bad the wounds were, I left the room with him, ran to the front desk, got a first-aid kit, and gave him disinfectant. After treating the wounds, UltraBob had to throw up really bad, and right then I decided to tell my family and see if we should call the ambulance in-spite of his original protests that his injuries were nothing urgent.
In the end it gave me and UltraBob our very first experience riding in a Japanese ambulance (my first amulance experience anywhere actually). The nurses at the hospital were very nice, and when UB joked with them that he needed to think of a cooler sounding story to tell his friends and coworkers about how he sustained his injuries they requested that he make the nurses extremely beautiful. He had six stitches on the ankle, and a few abrasions on his arm and knees. Oh, I haven’t told you what exactly causes those injuries? UltraBob says he ran into an Ultimate K1 fighting match and a guy’s tooth happened to get stuck in his ankle as he gave a kick into the guy’s head. After an inspection of the scene of the event, it was not a tooth but a rusty metal panel covering a huge drainage trench out side of the hotel. UltraBob left the Karaoke and walked into backyard of the hotel, got curious about what kind of air conditioning units were running, didn’t see the metal panel in the dark, stepped through it, and caught himself with his left hand and right arm on the way into the hole.
He missed golfing and most of the stuff we did the next day though he insisted he was fine to go. The good news to me is that the cat seems to have some of his nine lives left.
WOW, that sounds scary!!!! I am glad everything is O.K. What is the good news?
Poor UB. He’s going to have a really cool human eye shaped scar though! Or he can have his long-waited for third eye implanted in his leg easily now. Maybe that’s the good news?
I’m glad UltraBob is ok. Its kinda funny that how he got hurt though!
I LOVE the way you told that story, and the way you tied it into ‘cats’, ‘curiosity’,’nine lives’ and UltraBob’s childhood nickname “Bobcat.” I love the pictures too. It sounds like an amazing vacation, even with the little side detour to the hospital!
Was that guy giving a lecture about the different types of sheep?
I didn’t know Bobcat was UB’s nickname! To be honest I didn’t know about ‘nine lives’ so UB helped me on that one. Yeah he gave a lecture about sheep, and sheared a sheep. It was really interesting.
Cats in the cradle and the silver spoon, little boy blue, mama’s little smurf…
How dare you doubt the veracity of my fighting story!?! OK, well it may have been slightly more like what you said than what I said.
Now everyone your mission begins: Help me to craft a great story for my coworkers when I go back into my consulting gig for the World Bank next week.
Bobcat, Bobolink, Bob the Slob....okay, so maybe I just made that last one up...but you’ve got to admit it does have just a taste of veracity, speaking of your fighting story. Don’t worry, we’ll come up with something good for you, UltraHoney. It will involve heroics and great winged creatures of the night and a magic elixer and of course some gorgeous nurses.
We used to have sheep; we had them sheared, and they always looked so funny and ‘naked’ afterwards. I was so used to the wooly look that the shearing made them look skinny and small. One time we traded the wool for some wool blankets from a company in Utah, I think it was.
Cats do seem to get out of some amazing scrapes; I guess that’s why they say they have ‘nine lives.’ Hopefully, Bobcat really didn’t use one of his up on this little adventure.
UltraDad is sure he knows what really happened that night. UltraBob was singing karaoke on the balcony and walking backwards with his eyes closed when..... well, you know the rest.