We Go to Ninja School


Part 1 - Bubba Has an Idea and BooBoo Makes It Work...

After a particularly harrowing tail-chasing by a dust ball one morning, Bubba had an idea. "It's high time that The Cats In The House take their destinies into their own paws," he thought. "We need to get a few lessons in the feline art of self defense."

With BooBoo's help, Bubba did a net search on Yahoo and located the web catalog of the highly respected and acclaimed School for Feline Ninja Warriors, founded by the venerable Grand Master himself --Mr. Sass A. Frass.

Mr. Frass's School of Feline Ninjas

"This look's grrreat," said Bubba. "Purrrfectly awesome," said BooBoo.

Without further ado, BooBoo sent off the enrollment application to the Office of Student Affairs while Bubba pondered the mysteries of e-mail. "Gee, Boo," he said. "You're one smart kitty." "I know," said BooBoo.

While they awaited word from Mr. Frass's School of Feline Ninjas that their GRRR scores were high enough for admittance (but confident that they had what it takes), Bubba and BooBoo went shopping at Katz 5th Avenue for school clothes. "We'll pick up something for the others too." said Bubba. "We'll surprise them," said BooBoo.
Ninja Bubba BooBoo gasped audibly when Bubba emerged from the dressing room. Until this moment, she hadn't realized that her brother was quite the handsome young cat... "How do I look?" asked Bubba, tying a knot in his headband. "Even Bruce Lee would be impressed," she admitted.

When they got home, BooBoo checked their e-mail and discovered that a letter of acceptance had arrived from the School. "Hooray! We made it!" howled Bubba in delight. "Du-u-h," said Booboo. "With my test scores, what did you expect?"		 Ninja BooBoo
Ninja CC
CC was not as excited as they thought he would be. "I've proved I can take care of myself," he moaned, "and I'm too old to learn new tricks. Besides, I look like a dork in this silly costume." But, when BooBoo pointed out that he reminded her of the former heavy cat champ, Mousehammered Allee, CC decided to give school a try. Heck, he had nothing to lose...

Precious, ...I mean Presto, squirmed in his robe, which, since Bubba had misjudged the size, was a smidge tight under the arms. "Gee BooBoo," he groaned, "I already know how to defend myself, and I'm an expert jumper. I'm totally fearless... Why do I have to go to school? I had a big day in the yard planned for tomorrow." "I'll let you have my entire share of catnip for a month," promised BooBoo. "Hand over your Pounce treats, too," countered Presto with a disarming grin, showing he knew how to negotiate.
Princess Skuzzy "That dreadful headband thingy is not my color," said Skuzzy with a disdainful sniff, "and it doesn't go with my tiara. You really don't expect me to wear that shapeless old bathrobe, do you? It does absolutely nothing for my figure. I can't go to ninja school --I have to get my nails done."

Caught off guard by Skuzzy's obvious lack of enthusiasm, BooBoo had to think fast. "Why, Skuzzy dearest, you'll be the most beautiful kitty in the whole class!"

"Oh, Boo," purrrred Skuzzy. "You're right, of course. How soon can we get started?"

"I think I hear the school bell now," said BooBoo. Off ran CC, Presto, and Skuzzy, eager to get started and not wanting to be late. Bubba whispered, "Gee, Boo, you are one smart kitty!" "Well," whispered BooBoo, "sometimes I amaze myself."


Lesson One: Altitude & Meditation
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