Anchundia and Family

ANCHUNDIA - PICTORIAL DIARY

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May 30, 2009
The pups are 10 weeks & 1 day old.

Duel Puppy Style "It takes a lot of coordination to march with a tennis ball in your mouth," Luis decides. "That was the garbage can lid," Luis hears. "I'm on it, Lukas!"

"There's just nothing like sharing the remains of a good cardboard box, Luis," Lukas claims. Luis, the Overseer "How do you like my new blue necklace?" asks Luis. "Aren't I dashing?"

"Yes, I have juvenile cellulitis," Lukas says. "But don't you worry. It will all go away soon, and it sure doesn't slow me down one iota!" "You guard that end of the couch, Lukas," direct Luis. "I'll take this one." "Do you think I can learn to race in the Iditarod, too?" Luis asks Forrest, an Iditarod retiree. "I assure you I can run really, really fast, especially to escape trouble!"

"How much do you think we can get for a shredded box sculpture, Lukas?" asks Luis. "Hurry up, Luis," Lukas pushes. "We have to eat all of the evidence." Possession is 9/10 of the law.

Puppy Hugs Luis cast in the role of the Cape of Lukas "Move that nose up another inch, Luis," directs Lukas, "right into my mouth."

"Whatever it is, we didn't do it," Lukas & Luis chime in unison. "Excuse me, Luis," barks Lukas, "but unless you bought a ticket, vacate that pillow!" "Ha," replies Luis, "I can get whatever I want by doing things like lifting my paw. You could learn from me."

"I wonder what's down there, Lukas," says the curious Luis. "Have you ever heard of Hades?" "Ooh, chest scratches are delightful," dreams Lukas. "Okay, Luis. Shove off," commands Lukas. "I called dibs on Tracy's lap first."

"I'll have to remove the breakfast crumbs from her chin," announces Luis. "Okay, Mom," says Forrest. "Time to get my eyes checked. It looks like Lukas just got really, really tall." "Ready or not, here I come. Ollie-ollie-in-come-free."

"I'm sorry, Forrest," says Anchundia, the hog, "but there's only room on this lap for one." "Come on, Carl. Pick me up," begs Anchundia. "I'm trying to escape the wild urchins." "Distract Tracy, Lukas," insists Luis. "Meanwhile I will survey the room and pick our next target."

"Oh, drat," says the shamed Luis. "Caught by the camera." "Uh-oh," cries Luis. "Caught by the Mommy Monster, worse than the camera." "Come on, Lukas," insists Luis. "Your lap time has been plenty long enough."

"Jump in lap. Give a kiss. Knock off feet. That's what the People Manual directed," remembers Lukas. "Come on, Luis," Tracy says. "There's room in my lap & heart for both of you!" A Forrest sandwich

"Okay, Tracy," grumbles Luis. "I've had enough pictures & enough hugs. Guess what I give in return." "Two puppies," Tracy thinks, "heavenly."
Subtitle: Double Trouble. No room at the Lap Inn

Trapped by Tracy Armcuffs "Hey, Forrest. Your breath smells good. Can I gnaw on your mouth a while?" asks Lukas. "She laughs now," says the sheepish Lukas.

"She must be experienced," notes Lukas. "She knows just where to scratch." "Save me from that pesky Lukas," Luis begs Tracy.


Duel Puppy Style	"It takes a lot of coordination to march with a tennis ball in your mouth," Luis decides.	"That was the garbage can lid," Luis hears. "I'm on it, Lukas!"

"There's just nothing like sharing the remains of a good cardboard box, Luis," Lukas claims.	Luis, the Overseer	"How do you like my new blue necklace?" asks Luis. "Aren't I dashing?"

"Yes, I have juvenile cellulitis," Lukas says. "But don't you worry. It will all go away soon, and it sure doesn't slow me down one iota!"	"You guard that end of the couch, Lukas," direct Luis. "I'll take this one."	"Do you think I can learn to race in the Iditarod, too?" Luis asks Forrest, an Iditarod retiree. "I assure you I can run really, really fast, especially to escape trouble!"

"How much do you think we can get for a shredded box sculpture, Lukas?" asks Luis.	"Hurry up, Luis," Lukas pushes. "We have to eat all of the evidence."	Possession is 9/10 of the law.

Puppy Hugs	Luis cast in the role of the Cape of Lukas	"Move that nose up another inch, Luis," directs Lukas, "right into my mouth."

"Whatever it is, we didn't do it," Lukas & Luis chime in unison.	"Excuse me, Luis," barks Lukas, "but unless you bought a ticket, vacate that pillow!"	"Ha," replies Luis, "I can get whatever I want by doing things like lifting my paw. You could learn from me."

"I wonder what's down there, Lukas," says the curious Luis. "Have you ever heard of Hades?"	"Ooh, chest scratches are delightful," dreams Lukas.	"Okay, Luis. Shove off," commands Lukas. "I called dibs on Tracy's lap first."

"I'll have to remove the breakfast crumbs from her chin," announces Luis.	"Okay, Mom," says Forrest. "Time to get my eyes checked. It looks like Lukas just got really, really tall."	"Ready or not, here I come. Ollie-ollie-in-come-free."

"I'm sorry, Forrest," says Anchundia, the hog, "but there's only room on this lap for one."	"Come on, Carl. Pick me up," begs Anchundia. "I'm trying to escape the wild urchins."	"Distract Tracy, Lukas," insists Luis. "Meanwhile I will survey the room and pick our next target."

"Oh, drat," says the shamed Luis. "Caught by the camera."	"Uh-oh," cries Luis. "Caught by the Mommy Monster, worse than the camera."	"Come on, Lukas," insists Luis. "Your lap time has been plenty long enough."

"Jump in lap. Give a kiss. Knock off feet. That's what the People Manual directed," remembers Lukas.	"Come on, Luis," Tracy says. "There's room in my lap & heart for both of you!"	A Forrest sandwich

"Okay, Tracy," grumbles Luis. "I've had enough pictures & enough hugs. Guess what I give in return."	"Two puppies," Tracy thinks, "heavenly." Subtitle: Double Trouble.	No room at the Lap Inn

Trapped by Tracy Armcuffs	"Hey, Forrest. Your breath smells good. Can I gnaw on your mouth a while?" asks Lukas.	"She laughs now," says the sheepish Lukas.

"She must be experienced," notes Lukas. "She knows just where to scratch."	"Save me from that pesky Lukas," Luis begs Tracy.