Once upon a time, in the wild and wonderful state of Wyoming, known for its vast plains, towering mountains, and breathtaking landscapes, lived a group of energized kids who were not your ordinary bunch. Now, these weren’t your typical football-throwing, soccer-kicking, basketball-dribbling youngsters. No, sir! They were more like, “watch-me-balance-on-one-leg-while-I-pretend-to-be-a-stork” kind of cool kids. They were the Wyoming Whirling Wildcats, the most awesome Tai Chi troupe in the entire state. Their leader was a hilarious character named Whiskered Whistle, a cowpoke, who, oddly enough, was a kangaroo who'd moved from Down Under to Wyoming. He wore cowboy boots, a 10-gallon hat, and a bandana around his neck. Whiskered Whistle had a delightful Aussie accent, a belly full of laughs, and a pouch full of Tai Chi moves. He'd leap around shouting, "G'day, mate! Ready to bear-hug the moon or catch the sparrow's tail?" Every day, under Whiskered Whistle’s guidance, the Wildcats would gather under the big Wyoming sky, amidst the rustling grasslands, practicing Tai Chi with the snow-capped Rockies as their backdrop. The kids would laugh as they mimicked Whiskered Whistle, trying to maintain their balance while standing on one foot or slowly moving their arms like they were pushing an invisible giant marshmallow. They'd roll with laughter when Whistle attempted to 'ride the tiger,' leaping sideways and landing on his rump more often than his feet. Each Tai Chi session was filled with laughter, balance, focus, and a lot of kangaroo-style antics by Whiskered Whistle. The Wyoming Whirling Wildcats were not just becoming Tai Chi masters, but they were also having the time of their lives, and they wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.