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Sunday, December 18, 2005

Water Buffalo ?

In a blog earlier I said I had been shot, stabbed and pissed on by a Water Buffalo. Pea ask why the Buffalo peed on me, a very good question. I will give the reason why.
When I was young the US had a thing called the draft. I was a young man of age and as luck would have it I got the letter on a Saturday morning. After my training I was sent to a country in Southeast Asia. This country was having war games and I was invited.
I was a young man and all young men were in a green uniform and carried weapons. We were on a patrol looking for bad guys, why I have no idea, there were plenty of them around and we knew where they were, as for looking for them, well who knows. To make a long story short, they found us and a fire fight broke out. Now when that happens you return fire and look for cover . Any cover will do, trees , bushes, dirt . In my case it was a low area in water. The area was being farmed for rice. Farmers use Water Buffalo for plowing and heavy work. These are very nice buffalo, Not the nasty assed Cape Buffalo that lions chase around and eat. These are sweet big lipped gentle animals who work,eat and just stand around being cool. When shot at they become very scared as anything does and will try to find cover anywhere they can.
. I had much in common with this buffalo on that day. We were both being shot at and were looking for cover. I did not notice the buffalo when I dove head first in the mud. The last time I saw the beast it was behind me so I thought nothing of it. Mistake number one. When I landed I was on my left side back to the buffalo. I start returning fire and hear a thump. Thumps are not good to hear.They mean trouble, big trouble when followed by hearing "In coming" . Mortars.. They are not fun to be around. They can be used for many things. In the case of the bad guys it was being used for indirect grenade fire toward the advancing force, Us or me as I saw it. I roll to my right and wound up under the buffalo. As I make my second roll I hit a hard object and look up just as my pal has to relieve his bladder. Oh my I am wet and getting wetter by the second. I know it is funny, I had to laugh and I still do when I think about it. There I was in a rice patty,smoke and weapons fire all around and I am under a buffalo that had to pee. I have always wondered if I was in the right place at the wrong time or vice versa. Man O Man talk about no respect.
There is more to this story. I will not go into it now , hard for even me to believe and I was the one pissed on and yes people saw it.

4 Comments:

  • At 1:13 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Well, considering the alternative was to risk being blown up, a little pee isn't too awful, lol!

     
  • At 12:13 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    wow you have a lot of amazing stories to share I bet!

     
  • At 12:16 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Oh and you are just about the same age as my dad. He got a low draft number and so joined the navy right out of college. He was cruising around on subs when you were getting pee'd on by the buffalo I guess.

     
  • At 8:53 AM, Blogger The Ranger said…

    A little Pee would have been fine. What I got was a bladder full on the chest. Subs are cool. I would like to drive one. Stories, I perfer to call them events, that could only happen to me. LOL what a day.

     

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