My name is Christopher James..but all my best buddies call me C.J...sure sounds better than just Christopher that's more for older guys..and anyway it always made me feel a little bigger than I really am for the age of 12..I just had to do something this day..mom and dad were working later this evening..

Although I had a big sis..she would never know what I was doing..I was a bother to her..you know how it is with a bigger sis..

They are always on the phone or got a date, or going to the Mall..
It was raining out and me and my best friend 'Boomer' were going to do something today..looked like it might clear up and I sure was sick of playing Nintendo..or just reading or watching TV..I had a great dog named Sarge..but we had never done anything together..dad never did want me taking him off his leash if we were walking..or let him run really loose like a lot of dogs you see run all over the neighborhoods..

But dad and mom had a business and working later this evening..or maybe even into the nite..heck me and Boomer could go for a walk around the bend down in the back woods and be home before dark..and anyway what harm would it do..it was just a little drizzle out.

Walking through the back woods here at out house.. it would not take long and give 'Sarge' a brake from his usual back yard stint..of just barking or running in circles..it would be good for him..and give Boomer and me something to do..too!

Boomer met me at the end of the road..and we headed off to the open field at the end of the lane..gee this was great..we talked and talked..and Sarge really did enjoy the open freedom of just running where ever he wanted to for a change..and we both laughed at Sarge..he was running everywhere and sniffing like dogs do..

Now it was cool after the evening drizzle and it looked like the sun was gonna make it after all so this Saturday would not be such a bad day after all..we walked for awhile..and came to our usual familiar stream we sometimes we would just sit at, it was always a cool place to be..and Boomer and I would pretend this was our secret world when we wanted to play war..
walked through the little stream to the other side..I was thinking it was good I had on a pair of old tennis shoes..mom would kill me if I ruined the new pair I ware for school only..

Boomer and me were really enjoying the walk..maybe we should have brought something to munch on..but that was ok..we would be going back soon..and then hit the fridge for some goodies..Boomer said he was going to spend the nite..so we could go to my room and watch video's and just have a guys nite..

We walked up the hill, and down into the smaller valley..and most of the time we never did come this far..but Sarge was having a time..we just followed Sarge and talked..
Boomer said we should maybe get back it looked like a storm and the wind was picking up..maybe he was right..sure did not want to get wet, or lost..with the winds now picking up and the rain starting it sure was a storm coming in from the North, and that usually meant a bad storm..
We started to go back the way we came..and Sarge running way out in front..we both were yelling for him, maybe he new we should not have come this far..the winds were terrific now..and the rains were in torrential down pours..we could hardly see a thing..we kept going, but we were not really to sure we were going back in the direction we came, you could hardly see, and the limbs slapping us along as they hit our bodies as we pushed through the brush..boy we sure had a mess here..

Now we both realized we probably should not have come out here after all..but it was to late to change that..we had to get home..safe and sound..

Worrying about the storm and worrying about what our parents would say.. we were not to sure which would be the worse.
After a long trek we came into a clearing..and it was the same area that we had just left not to long ago..we were LOST..now what?? Should we stay and try to get a little shelter going of some sort, there were leaves.. and twigs, and brush enough to cover up with, and it looked like it was getting dark, so we thought the best thing to do would be to find shelter..we found a large wooden tree,which had fallen.. the trunk so large we could crawl inside, with it being like a cylinder at least we would be out of the chilling rain. No food or matches or anything in preparation for something like this..we just huddled in the trunk..

The wind and rain still coming down harder now..we both were about to cry..when we heard something..we had been here for awhile now and in talking about how stupid we had been we figured if push came to shove we could always find our way in the morning light, there again..that noise..it was Sarge..barking..and running to us..his tail wagging..behind him was our dad's all worried and thinking the worse I am sure..Sarge had led them to us..he was a wonder dog of all dogs..wagging and licking out faces..we sure were glad that we have taken Sarge with us..what if we had not..it could have been a long time before anyone had found us..so it goes to show you..sometimes you need to use your head for something more than putting you hat on..and next time you take a walk from home..make sure you take your wonder dog along too..

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