Chapter 2
The Cats Meow
The fight was on. First, a hard right hook from Dillman. Then Dillman threw another hard hook, but this time with his left and one final blow from his combo with an upper cut to the jaw. Crookshanks was on his feet though and raving. He was far madder then he was hurt. With one swift left hook, (Crookshanks is a lefty) Crookshanks blew Dillman off his feet. He was knocked out. Crookshanks won. Crookshanks won his second match. Crookshanks was really happy about winning this match because the guy he was facing was supposedly pretty good.
Crookshanks was screaming" I Am The Greatest!!!" to everyone in the crowed "I Am The Greatest, nothing can stop me." There was a big party afterwards at Crookshanks place at some alley somewhere. "Hey everyone the garbage is on me," said Crookshanks.
" Yeah," yelled all of the cats at the same time. The party was a blast I don't think any of the cats didn't have fun. Crookshanks was now one of the most popular cats on the streets of Brooklyn, NY.
Crookshanks woke up the next day barely sober. While Felipo on the other hand was the exact opposite of Crookshanks. Felipo wasn't a drinking cat he was as right as rain when he woke up ten minutes earlier. "Hey Crookshanks what would you like to do today," meowed Felipo
I don't know I just woke up." "Hey how about we wander the streets looking for some hot pussycats."
"Yeah why not, with you, walking beside me, there's no telling how many hot kitties will dig me." So, they wondered the streets stopping and talking with any pretty cat that got in their path. They ended up meeting one really hot cat named Sandra Augustine. She was a fine Siamese kitten just a few weeks younger than Crookshanks. Crookshanks and Sandra fell in love the moment that they saw each other. It seemed as though they were inseparable. They were like Mary and her little lamb. Everywhere that Crookshanks went Sandra was sure to go.
Crookshanks next fight took place on Saturday in medknot alley on the west side of town against Damien Putnaw who was the champion of the league. If Crookshanks won this match, he would be the champion. Crookshanks was well aware of what he had to do to achieve this mighty goal.
" Come on ya little pansy punch the bag harder your fight is tomorrow," Screeched Felipo.
" All right, if you say so," said Crookshanks. Crookshanks wound up and punched the bag that Felipo was holding. The chain snapped and the bag flew into the wall. Felipo stood there in awe.
" How'd ya do that?"
" I just wound up and punched the thing as hard as I could," said Crookshanks.
" I ain't seen nobody hit the bag clean off the chain like that and I mean nobody," muttered Felipo.
" Well Felipo, ya just did," said Crookshanks.
"If you could punch like that in your next match he'll be knocked out right away." Sandra fainted and didn't wake up for five minutes. When she finally did wake up Crookshanks said that everything is going to be fine, he was going to win his match.
The Cats Meow
The fight was on. First, a hard right hook from Dillman. Then Dillman threw another hard hook, but this time with his left and one final blow from his combo with an upper cut to the jaw. Crookshanks was on his feet though and raving. He was far madder then he was hurt. With one swift left hook, (Crookshanks is a lefty) Crookshanks blew Dillman off his feet. He was knocked out. Crookshanks won. Crookshanks won his second match. Crookshanks was really happy about winning this match because the guy he was facing was supposedly pretty good.
Crookshanks was screaming" I Am The Greatest!!!" to everyone in the crowed "I Am The Greatest, nothing can stop me." There was a big party afterwards at Crookshanks place at some alley somewhere. "Hey everyone the garbage is on me," said Crookshanks.
" Yeah," yelled all of the cats at the same time. The party was a blast I don't think any of the cats didn't have fun. Crookshanks was now one of the most popular cats on the streets of Brooklyn, NY.
Crookshanks woke up the next day barely sober. While Felipo on the other hand was the exact opposite of Crookshanks. Felipo wasn't a drinking cat he was as right as rain when he woke up ten minutes earlier. "Hey Crookshanks what would you like to do today," meowed Felipo
I don't know I just woke up." "Hey how about we wander the streets looking for some hot pussycats."
"Yeah why not, with you, walking beside me, there's no telling how many hot kitties will dig me." So, they wondered the streets stopping and talking with any pretty cat that got in their path. They ended up meeting one really hot cat named Sandra Augustine. She was a fine Siamese kitten just a few weeks younger than Crookshanks. Crookshanks and Sandra fell in love the moment that they saw each other. It seemed as though they were inseparable. They were like Mary and her little lamb. Everywhere that Crookshanks went Sandra was sure to go.
Crookshanks next fight took place on Saturday in medknot alley on the west side of town against Damien Putnaw who was the champion of the league. If Crookshanks won this match, he would be the champion. Crookshanks was well aware of what he had to do to achieve this mighty goal.
" Come on ya little pansy punch the bag harder your fight is tomorrow," Screeched Felipo.
" All right, if you say so," said Crookshanks. Crookshanks wound up and punched the bag that Felipo was holding. The chain snapped and the bag flew into the wall. Felipo stood there in awe.
" How'd ya do that?"
" I just wound up and punched the thing as hard as I could," said Crookshanks.
" I ain't seen nobody hit the bag clean off the chain like that and I mean nobody," muttered Felipo.
" Well Felipo, ya just did," said Crookshanks.
"If you could punch like that in your next match he'll be knocked out right away." Sandra fainted and didn't wake up for five minutes. When she finally did wake up Crookshanks said that everything is going to be fine, he was going to win his match.