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"Hannah, won't you please rescue me from your mom's brushing?" Anchundia pleads. |
"Don't you wish you were hot like me?" sings Anchundia, channeling singer Fergie. |
"Ha ha!" says Anchundia. "You can puppy sit for the day! I'm outta here." |
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"Ah. That's the spot, Hannah, right behind the ears," Anchundia delights, as she sits on Susan's lap. |
"I'm grabbing this toy," announces Anchundia, "before the greedy puppies see it." |
"These great big blue eyes, Puppies, are all the better to see you with, my dears," spies Anachundia. "Just because I'm not in the room doesn't mean I don't know the trouble you are causing!" |
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"I'll take this toy," Anchundia picks. "It matches my coat really well." |
Anchundia gives birth to a sixth puppy, this one strictly made of hair. |
"It's so relaxing when Hannah pup sits," thinks Anchundia, lounging against the couch watching. |
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"How much for this one, Hannah?" Anchundia asks. "Will you take a puppy in trade?" |
"Gotta go, Hannah," informs Anachundia. "Got puppies to play with and people to kiss." |
"Life is good now that those puppies are heading to great homes. That means more attention for me: cuddles, treats, and rubs! Oh, my! Yippee!" Anchundia states, dancing with glee. |
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"Is that a new toy?" wonders Anchundia, attention transfixed. |
"This swan was trespassing" Anchundia justifies. |
"So long suckers!" Anchundia chortles, racing away as another puppy goes home. "You have no idea the adventure on which you are about to embark. . . ." |
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"Isn't Hannah adorable?" asks Luis. "Of course, I am, too, though!" |
"Hey, Lukas," says Luis, "sharing is a good thing. Give me one end of that toy." |
Ears cocked, looking for trouble. |
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"I promise," says Luis, "that whatever it is, I did not do it." |
Iditarod trainee |
"Oh, boy," says Luis, "I will not go near those razor-sharp things!" |
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"I am not political. So that toy doesn't belong to me," says Lukas. "I don't care who wins as long as I have what I need: things to destroy, plenty of food, a brother on whom to chomp." |
Tracker Luis |
"Hannah is such a good holder," Luis comments. "I could just sit in her lap forever & ever!" |
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"Stand in line, Luis," directs Lukas. "I'm giving Susan puppy kisses first." |
"I like this Jungle Gym Rocking Chair," Lukas indicates. |
Luis performing a squeakectomy. |
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Equally adorable |
"Ha ha ha," notes Lukas. "I got away with it once again." |
Luis charming the audience away from the shredding he has done. |
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Mini Siberian |
Last leg on the obstacle course |
"Hey, Hannah," says Lukas, "I can't give you kisses upside down." |
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Circling |
"Run, Lukas," commands Luis. "We're in trouble (again)!" |
Lukas gleams, "I have my mama's ears." |
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"It's so much fun getting away with mischief," laughs Lukas. |
"Gather 'round, boys," Susan teaches. "It's time for Puppy Manners 101." |
"Ah, that is the spot," notes Luis. |
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"There's one girl for each of us, Luis," counts Lukas. |
"Uh-oh, Lukas," whispers Luis, "we got caught. RUN!" |
How could you possibly be upset with this face when he gets into things? |
