…the time has come, the walrus said, to talk of many thins. Of dub and dog and cookie… and whether dicks have skins…

…with an apology to Lewis Carroll…

Friday, after school, Dub, David and I were scheduled to return “Dog” to the shelter. David wanted to talk to me, so we went into his office – leaving Dub and the dogs in the kitchen. David said, “I’m not sure we should take “Dog” back to the shelter. She’s a sweet puppy and has been spending her days in my office… mostly laying under my desk… usually with her chin on my foot. She isn’t any trouble and the other dogs have accepted her. If Dub wants to keep her, I’m o.k. with that if you are.” I grinned and said, “But, you said we were at our K-9 limit before we brought “Dog” home. You telling me you’ve gone soft on us?” He just smiled and shrugged. I said, “Let’s ask Dub what he wants to do.” So we did. Dub said, “I promised we’d take her back to the shelter and that’s what we should do.” Then he grinned and said, “Besides, I already called Unca Alex and they’re planning to meet us there.” So we took “Dog” to the shelter – where we met up with Alex, Cal, Izzie, and Cal’s Mum and Dad.
Long story short, Alex, Cal and Izzie adopted her and Izzie announced that her name is “Cookie” now.
The shelter people were all amazed at “Dog” and how well she’s doing. They took pics of Dub, Izzie and Cookie – and will be doing a special edition of their newsletter with the story of how Dub “rescued” her, made her a new paw, and found her a forever home.
Dub was smiling ear-to-ear, as were the new “puppy parents” when they loaded her into Cal’s car and headed home. I’m thinking we may have to get David a stuffed puppy like Travon’s “Muff” to hang out under his desk 🙂

Another beautiful wedding at our “little chapel in the Northland.”

Our buddy “Jingle” commented about the “beautiful dick” on #4 in Jimmy’s birthday post (#1 here), saying:
“And there’s a different pic of hot #4, and his beautiful dick, in the “FCCO Muddog” post of September 11th!! (#38, there!!) Liked him then, like him even more here!! 🙂”
And, that got us thinking about how pretty a hard, circumcised dick can be. We sometimes get kind of “carried away” by foreskin… and forget our beautiful, cut brothers. So, here you go, guys – some oh-so-pretty cut bois to brighten your day!

Alex and Callum’s wedding at our home on Saturday was beautiful. It was smaller… and less formal than Keon and Rick’s wedding… but still… wonderful. Cal and Alex had insisted on its’ being very casual, which was fine with us. But definitely NOT with Dub. When he heard the guys were planning to wear jeans and tee shirts for the ceremony, he was having none of it. He told them “You havta wear white shirts and neckties and suspenders when you get married.” Cal just looked at him and said “That’s ridiculous. What we wear isn’t important. It’s how much we love each other.” And Dub said, “If you’re getting married, you havta wear white shirts and neckties and suspenders. It’s the rule. Everybody knows that.” So… after a lot of haggling, you guessed it. Ben, Dub, Alex, Cal and I wore jeans and tennies for the ceremony… but we all had on white shirts, neckties and suspenders. Cal told Dub wearing suspenders was just silly. Dub said, “Wear ’em. They’ll keep your pants from falling off.”
It was a fairly small crowd. Keon and Rick were here, of course, as well as Rick’s brother “Chad,” Pam, Mark and Erik… Damien, Ty and Austin and Mr. Martinez. Our friend “Matty” photographed (and video recorded) everything… but we noticed he focused more on our upper bodies than our jeans and sneakers.
After the ceremony, we all went upstairs for drinks and snacks and more pics – and the guys opened presents. The big surprise was from Dub. He and his “g-pops” had conspired to make a very special gift. Cal and Alex had taken a bunch of photos of Bella while they were in Australia… none of which were high-quality shots. But Dub had sent them to his grandfather in Springfield – and he (a photo genius of the first order) had cropped and re-imaged and enhanced and re-colored a pic of Bella and e-mailed it to the frame shop over in Boardwalk shopping center. Dub got me to take him over there to pick up the finished product Friday afternoon, although it was wrapped in plain brown paper and none of us saw it until the guys opened it. When they unwrapped it, there were tears all around. Bella is a beautiful girl and the almost life-size photo is lovely.
Cal and Alex are spending a few days at our cabin on Table Rock, but will be home on Thursday. They’re moving into their new villa next weekend and Cal is headed back to Australia on Monday. Busy times here in the Northland. We’re blessed with an awesome extended family!

Smashed up – and Clipped

On Saturday, David, Dub and I got together with Rick’s brother “Chad” and his girlfriend for a day of fishing at Smithvillle Lake. We had a picnic lunch and caught bunches of crappie that we filleted and brought home. It doesn’t seem to matter what the weather is, Chad always knows where the crappie are – and how to catch them.
So, on Sunday, we had Keon, Rick, Alex, Callum, Chad and Anna (Chad’s g.f.) over for dinner. We had a terrific salad with two kinds of lettuce, cherry tomatoes, green onions, radishes and baby carrots (all from Dub’s garden)… grilled crappie… and creamed peas and new potatoes (also from Dub’s garden). Dub helped with all the food prep and was absolutely beaming about the “stuff he grew for us.” The whole group was also beaming because we’re all proud of Dub and the garden we’ve all had a part in planting, weeding, watering, etc.


On June 8th, we received the following e-mail (which we posted, at the time:
“Hi, guys. It’s J.T. and Mike here. We’re a couple of college guys in Texas (not too far from Dallas) and we’re UnrulyDude regulars. We’ve never commented, but visit the blog every day – and the video blog, too. We also look at Flipflopsboy’s blog and Tim’s blog pretty often.
We’re a gay couple and love being a part of your “family.” We think the comments are great, and feel like Jingle, Denny, BillS, Ray, bw, Brad and the rest of the guys are our friends. We’re not married, but I took Mike home with me a couple of weeks ago to meet my parents and little brother. We told them we’re gay and they’re o.k. with it. Not thrilled… but o.k. Mike hasn’t told his folks about us, or about being gay yet because his parents are real religious and think Donald Trump is neat and will probably throw a big s*** fit when they find out. Anyway, we think you guys are awesome, and we love hearing about Dub, and your friends, and we hope someday we can be married and as happy as you guys are.
Mike and I are both “cut” and we think that’s cool. It seems like maybe most of the guys you post are uncut, and that’s o.k., but we like being clipped and hope maybe you’ll do a post of cut guys for us?
We love you and the whole Unrulydude family, and hope you have all happiness in your life, which we think you will.
xoxo
J.T. and Mike”
We did a “CUT” post for the guys – and hadn’t heard a word from them since – until yesterday, when we received an e-mail. It’s very long… and has quite a bit of personal stuff we can’t post… but here are some excerpts from it:
“After writing you guys, Mike decided he wanted us to go see his parents and let them know about us. They live down by Corpus Christi and it’s about a 6 hour drive. So, we drove down there and Mike’s Mom made dinner and after we’d eaten, Mike was real nervous and all, but finally told them we’re gay and love each other and plan to get married. After he told them, no one said anything for a long time. Then his Dad said, “Get out.” That’s all, just “Get out.” So we sat there for a couple of minutes and his Dad stood up. He was all red in the face and looked really mad and said, “Get out.” Mike said, “Dad, can we just talk about this?” And his Dad yelled “Get out of my house you f u c k i n g q u e e r s !” So, we got in the car and left. I was driving and Mike didn’t say anything, but I saw he had tears running down his cheeks and all I could think to say was, “I’m sorry, babe. I love you.”
Anyway, we got a motel room and spent the night, but neither of us slept much. The next morning, I drove up through San Antonio and almost to Austin and Mike and me hadn’t been talking much, but he said he wanted to drive so we stopped for gas and he took over driving.” I remember going through Austin, but fell asleep after that. Then, I heard Mike scream “FUCK!” and heard a loud bang. When I woke up I was in the hospital in Austin and they told me I’d been unconscious for about 15 hours. I asked about Mike and they told me he was “in critical condition.” I was in and out of consciousness for about two days. When I finally came around, I found out I’d had “a severe concussion, a shoulder separation and massive cuts and bruises.” When I finally got to see Mike, I was shocked to see they’d shaved his head (to sew up his scalp), but he was sort of awake and seemed to know what was happening. He was busted up bad. Had four broken ribs – and two of them penetrated his left lung. He also had a broken arm and was cut up real bad.”
“To shorten a real long story, we were headed North on I-35 and a southbound car crossed over the center median and crashed into us on the drivers’ side of our car (Mike’s side). Anyway, I was in the hospital 3 days and Mike was there for 9 days. My Dad and Mom were there within a few hours after I woke up, and Mom has stayed with us ever since, until today when she finally went home.”
“We’re recovering and appreciate all Mom’s help, but we live in a small 2 bedroom apartment and she’s been staying with us and Mike’s been sleeping in our bed and I’ve been sleeping on the couch, and we’re both real happy to have our home back to ourselves. The highway patrol contacted Mike’s parents to let them know about the wreck, and my Dad and Mom both tried calling them but they wouldn’t talk. We haven’t heard a word from them since his dad yelled, “Get out of my house you f u c k i n g q u e e r s !”
“Anyway, tonight we finally saw the post you guys did for us, and it made us really happy. We appreciate it a lot and love you, and all the guys in our UnrulyDude family. We’ll keep you updated, but we’re healing up and we’re gonna be fine. And we’re more in love now than ever and have decided to get married at Christmastime.”
There was lots more in J.T.’s e-mail, but that’s the gist of it. We talked with them on the phone tonight and they’re in good spirits. There doesn’t seem to be anything we can do for them, but thought since they’re home and healing up, we’d do another “CUT” post. They’ll probably be thinking about sex soon (if they’re not already)!