At Rest in the Denim Forest
This is Buddy, the Manly Fireplug’s other loyal companion. Certainly deserving of a place in the pantheon of Dogs-Who-Kinda-Look-Like-Their-Owner, Buddy’s a sweet boy, maybe not the brightest bulb on the tree, maybe even a tiny bit codependent. But then by definition all loving relationships are codependent. Here he is, keeping us company, as the Fireplug did a little spring cleaning through his Levi’s collection.
The Levi’s are hanging from the Fireplug’s dungeon bed, a maneuver the manufacturers no doubt never anticipated. But the sturdy steel beams, hooks, and support rods, all quite handy in various carnal situations, work equally well for other tasks.
Ultimately, out of something like seventeen pairs of Levi’s, only two or three didn’t make the cut. He tried them on for me and damnit if he didn’t look sexy as hell in all of them. Add to that the hotness factor of Levi’s themselves, which turn me on in a way no overpriced pair of Diesel ever could, and I felt, once again, like I had picked the right boyfriend after all.
I suppose, out of superstition, I kind of held my breath there for a bit, after declaring my love for the fucker in the last post. But since then the man’s only grown more crazy for me, so my plan has worked, and he’s in my clutches now. Which must have rankled at least one or two boys at the International Mr Leather contest this past weekend in Chicago, where we went, and which I will tell you more about in the next post.
But the afternoon of the spring cleaning reminded me of what I love about the Fireplug. It’s companionship, pretty simple; a companion for lazy weekend afternoons, someone who will sing along to Johnny Cash as he hangs his Levi’s on the bed, where I lie on my back with a book, shoes off, looking up through a canopy of blue, the pairs swinging gently above me as he hunts through them, his dog’s tail thumping against my leg as he watches his daddy move about the room.
Ah, but the most important—and unanswered—question is, what does Louie think of Buddy?
May 30th, 2007 at 7:59 amThey get along just fine; they are both quite fixated on people, as we give out pets and food. Louie was with his other daddy, my Ex, the weekend of the spring cleaning. He is a dog in high demand.
May 30th, 2007 at 8:55 amMan…this is one of the few times I wish I could buy something but can’t on an educator’s salary…that bed looks AWESOME…
May 30th, 2007 at 1:07 pmHey, Michael, I was just accepted to the Sarah Lawrence seminar that you went to a few years ago. I’m putting my manuscript together now for the workshop since it has to be postmarked tomorrow. Can’t wait!
May 31st, 2007 at 5:24 pmIn reading Nels comment, I noticed that he uses the Creative Commons license as a means of protecting his blog work. I hope that you’ve got something like that going for your creative efforts in the “dogpoet” blog.
June 4th, 2007 at 8:36 amAll hail Manly Fireplugs!
June 5th, 2007 at 5:08 pmSigh…
Nels, congrats on the seminar, hope you have an amazing time. It was a definite growth experience for me, to say the least.
Pete, thanks for the comment; that’s something I’ve been putting off, so it was a good reminder to read.
June 6th, 2007 at 11:17 am