Good morning everyone! I’m late, but here – so that counts for something!! LOL Anyway, my Friday Fictioneers short tops out at 116 words. Sixteen words over, but I hope you enjoy the twist. Have a wonderful Sunday!
Henry smiled with satisfaction, as he sat on the bench that ran the perimeter of the blip’s cabin and gazed down on the scenery below him. “How tiny it all looks,” he thought. “The trees look like mere sticks, and the humans like those little black sugar ants that James was always complaining about.”
At the thought of James, the smile on Henry’s face grew. He certainly wouldn’t be complaining anymore, stupid human. Such a shame about his accident – one should really make sure the door to a blip is fully closed.
Henry jumped down from the bench, padded over to the captain’s chair and leaped up onto it. The first stage had begun….cats would rule!
Along the way with Julia 
Jun 10, 2012 @ 19:10:26
I’ve suspected this about cats all along. I think you mean blimp…not blip. Funny story. I can see Bucky Kat (Get Fuzzy) in the captain’s chair.
Here’s mine. http://www.rochelle-wisoff.blogspot.com/2012/06/wings.html