“Hey bud, come on wakie wakie.''

“Auhh.''

I got up and stretched.

“Come on archer; don't tell me you forgot what day it is."

I cocked my head looking at my owner chase, looking at him wile i was wagging my tail.

“Bark, bark."

“That’s my boy, come on hurry up and eat; mert and nebi are going to pick us up in a couple of minutes."

Chase and his friends where planning this camping trip all weekend. The good thing about it was that nebi's dog arrow and mert's dog Alex where coming too, just like chase, mert, and nebi we where best friends also. I ran to my dog bowl and ate my food as fast as I could.

“slow down there archer, your going to get a belly ache, ether that or throe up." he said laughing.

“Bark." I waged my tail at the cement, cause if I thru up in the car it would be on his lap, ha- ha-ha.

A few minutes after that the door bell rang.

“Bark, bark." arrow barked outside.

“Ok, ok arrow I I’m coming.''

Chase raced to the door and opened it. Mert and nebi walked in with arrow and Alex.

“Guys." I said as I went running to arrow and Alex.

Arrow is a border collie like me and Alex is a docson, a very fisety little docson.  our owners would always put us in competitions.

“hey archer." Alex and arrow said wagging there tails as i ran up to them.

“So you ready chase?"

“Yeah, are you kidding me this is goanna be fun."

Chase, nebi and mert went into the living room to grab the supplies; we followed them into the living room and jumped on the couch.

“So are you guys’ exited for the trip." Alex asked stretching out on the couch.

“yeah." me and arrow said happily.

“I have a feeling this is goanna be fun." i said wagging my tail.

Chase, nebi and mert stared at us.

“Thanks for the help guys." chase said smiling.

“Bark, bark" we barked wagging our tails.

I got off the couch and grabbed a bag, the others followed.

“Wow, I didn't think it would work."

Alex tried to grab a bag but it was too big so arrow helped him out. We took the bags to the door and placed them there. Chase and mert came in with more bags.

“gees guys how many bags do you need chase." nebi said dragging in a bag.

“not that many, why?"

Nebi looks at him and then smiles.

“then why so many bags?" mert asked.

“guys there’s only four, ones my tent, two are for food and the other ones my camping gear."

"Owe ok then." they both said looking at him.