Today's #flashfiction #TheDogWithTheAmbitionOfACat

     “Pretty fishy what happened to me on that ladder. You mean, where there's a fish, there could be a Penguin. But wait! It happened at sea! See? "C" for Catwoman! Yet — that exploding shark was pulling my leg! The Joker! It all adds up to a sinister riddle... Riddle-er. Riddler?”

Sherlock Holmes and Watson speaking, A Study in Scarlet*

Today's flash fiction is based off of our own little puppy Champagne. (We got her after Pikachu.) I hope you enjoy!

The Dog With The Ambition Of A Cat

      The little dog Champagne trotted through the house with curious eyes everyday. Being a small breed of dog she could weave through nooks and crannies in the home, especially since she was a puppy. Her fur came out from her body like an old man's comb over in all directions. A dust-ball of black and whites. Her little eyes, nose and mouth peered out of the poof of hair on her head. Her pure, night-black tail poked out her back maybe half an inch and was blunt and round as a pencil eraser. It wagged like finger.

      Champagne didn't stay on the floor. Not a surprise, many animals want to jump on the couch or whatever. And being a puppy, and a lapdog breed she was allowed on the bed. Though dogs like her are supposed to be content with the comfy spots. But Champagne held the ambition of a cat. She would climb everywhere. A normal dog may just sit on the seat of a chair. If her little puppy body could fit on it and she could climb to it she would stand on the arms and the back.

     Her owners would work to cut away paths for her. But the adeptness and sheer jumping power of a puppy of all things surprised them. And they had other small dogs. Surely they didn't accidentally buy a cat. They couldn't leave the trays they ate dinner on near the chairs unattended lest the dog leap onto them.  Not next to, near.

     And when the dog trotted along through the house, with the ambition of a cat it saw the dinner trays against the wall, with no footing to climb atop them. They were unguarded so if the dog had footing it could jump on them like it wanted. But there were only straight walls to climb.

     It was then that the dog wished it was part spider instead of part cat.

Author Comment: I wonder how many of you have pets that you feel like another animal?