Ninja Kitty?

My cat Bleu is all of about 9 pounds. She's all black with a little white on her chest and belly and is altogether just kind of tiny. She's so black that when she sleeps you can't make out any part of her face. It's kinda cool. A few months ago I started to think that we may have a ghost or something in the house. I kept hearing these footsteps. Footsteps that sounded as if they were coming from a child. They were quick and soft. I remember one night while I was in bed and I heard them. Totally scared the bejeezus ( how the hizzle do you spell that?) out of me and then Bleu jumped on the bed launching my heart into my chest. I was in denial for a moment, thinking there is no way that she could be that loud on the floor. My other cat is 16 pounds so how in the world do I not hear him coming? I went uncomfortably to sleep.
That next morning I woke up and heard it again and looked cautiously around the corner to see Bleu walking into the room as the footsteps followed the same steps that she took. My 9 pound cat has some super hard foot steps. It's funny to watch her walk. It helped me understand what the deal was. She sort of has a little bounce which obviously is what makes the noise. Sky, my 16 pounder, doesn't make the noise because he takes these ridiculously regal long strides. As if he is the most prized cat ever. He's quite stuck up.
Bleu must have come from ninja cats too. Not that she jumps up in the air and karate chops, or balances on one foot in the middle of the ocean on a post, but she knows a thing or two about pressure points. I swear if she were to sit on your neck for some crazy reason, the pressure she puts on your neck would certainly be sleeper hold worthy. I don't know how she does it. You would think it would be nice and cozy with her laying on your stomach with her meek 9 poundness, ( I think I just made up a word) until suddenly you feel like your rib is going to break. Then you look at her like "YOUR TRYING TO KILL ME" or "I DON'T NEED A BREAST REDUCTION" and she in turn gives you the quick twitch up of the head and slants her eyes as if to say "I've still got the touch. I could kill you with one quick turn of my paw. Muuuuuaaahahahahahaeow!."
Sky on the other hand doesn't have to do a thing but let his dead weight sit in the middle of you stomach and you quickly begin to turn purple. They are quite the talented duo. A fat cat who can't hear and acts like a prince and a black cat with ninja pressure point capabilities.