Anchundia and Family

ANCHUNDIA - PICTORIAL DIARY

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June 12, 2009
The pups are 12 weeks old.

VIDEO

"Yes, I AM that cute!" boasts Anchundia. "Thinking of this as resting is an illusion. I am refueling," Anchundia insists. "Stand up or sit down. I don't care," says Anchundia. "Whatever you do, I'm still going to hug you."

"Carl, what are we looking at?" Anchundia asks. Anchundia pleads, ""Let's stay like this for awhile, please, Ronnie." "Ooooh, THAT'S the spot!" Anchundia tells Ronnie.

"Get in line, people," Anchundia directs. "There's plenty of me for everyone." "We make quite the couple, don't we?" Anchundia asks. "Of course, anyone and I make quite the couple. But don't feel bad. I'm just that fabulous. Of course, so is Maureen!" "One kiss for Tim, one for Kirin, and away we go!" Anchundia schedules.

"I'm only resting," Anchundia tells Kirin & Tim E., "so I can charm you into falling madly in love with me. Don't worry. We can play again real soon." "You can't read my ear palm. You're not a real swami," says the skeptical Anchundia. "Real fortune tellers wear turbans, not baseball caps." "What brand of shampoo do you use, Anchundia?" Tim E. asks. "You smell great!"

Jennifer N. demonstrates the easy-to-carry, attention-grabbing, show-stopping power of Luis. "That cardboard box never stood a chance. Bring on the steak!" Luis orders. Luis demonstrates the classic Greek pose of "You know you want to take me home."

"Is that peanut butter on your face or are you just glad to see me, Ronnie?" Luis asks. "I'm just kidding. I know you're glad to see me, although that doesn't mean I wouldn't eat peanut butter, too!" "Let's go, Jennifer!" Luis instructs. "With our brains and our looks, there's no stopping us!" "I make no promises," Luis swears, "but if you put me down, Jennifer, I might not kiss you again. Aw, who am I kidding. Of course, I'm going to still kiss you, no matter what."

"'Ello Dhaling." Luis quietly and patiently stalks the unsuspecting Kirin, waiting for just the right moment. . . . And then. . . . "Tag! You're it," Luis shouts, tapping Kirin.

"Take a number. There's plenty of me to go around for everyone," Luis shares, "and I have an infinite amount of love to give." "Maureen, save me!" pleads the frightened Luis. "There's a terrifying spider on the wall over there, and it isn't Charlotte! Hug me! Hold me! Save me!" "So then I gave him a left jab and a right cross and *biff* *pow* *bam,*" demonstrates Luis, "and then he was all mine, baby!"

"Psssst, Tim E., don't look now," Luis whispers, "but I think there's a tail following us!" "On your mark. . .," Luis counts. "Get set. . . . "LOVE!" "Big paws. Lots of energy," lists Lukas, "TONS of love to give. Who said amazing things don't come in small packages?"

"How's the weather up there?" Lukas wonders. "Down here it's all breezy with a chance of precipitation." "What can I say?" Lukas smiles. "I've got it going on . . . and just going and going and perpetually going." "Whoa! Look at that field out that window there!" Lukas discovers. "How many things can I bury there!"

"While I am at the podium," Lukas says, "it would be nice if everyone would just sit down and listen!" Lukas quotes, "I really am not the kind of guy that sits here and says, 'Oh gosh, I'm worried about my legacy' I'm a get up and move kinda guy." "Some day soon," Lukas dreams, "I won't need a booster pillow."

"That was the funniest story I've ever heard, Lukas," Kirin laughs. "You could do standup!" "The best way to pet a puppy," Kirin decides, "is when someone is holding him!" Hug a Puppy Day

"I love the taste of hair," comments Lukas, "but I can't figure out why it seems to stay steadfastly attached to the boy." "Hey, Kirin," Lukas begs, "you've got plenty of room up on that tower. Give me a boost, will you, please?" "I wonder if I can drag Luis over here to use as a stepladder," Lukas schemes.

"You don't say!" Maureen comments as she listens intently to Lukas' whispering. "The ideal position," Lukas indicates, "is when you have the hiney on the lap, claiming Maureen's lap in this case, and the front paws on the carpet, ready to spring at a moment's notice." "Tim E. gives good chin scratches," Lukas decides.

"I'm a good luck charm for Jeopardy," believes Lukas. "Don't you think Tim E. looks like Ken Jennings?" "Lukas, I smell puppy breaths," sniffs Tim E. "Come on, Tim E.," pleads Lukas. "Every chin could use a few puppy teeth marks."

Treasure Hunt "You know," conspires Lukas, "I like the gingerbread man with the squeaker so much that I'll bet I'd like the real thing even better. Wanna plan a raid on the oven at Christmastime, Luis?" "Psst, Luis!" Lukas whispers. "You watch while I dig in the sofa. Speaking of sofa, did you know that is Fairbanks' mom's favorite nickname for him."

LUIS: While I have the podium, I would like to thank my mother, my --
LUKAS: Oh, brother. Luis, silence is golden! "Luis!" shouts Lukas. "Don't eat the pillow. That's my booster to get up on the sofa." LUKAS: Luis, what are you doing?
LUIS: Trying to open this pillow so I can find the Tootsie Roll center.

"Did you know, Luis, that turtles only progress when they stick out their necks?" Lukas asks. "Let's see if I can motivate your neck so you will progress." "They say genius is 1% inspiration & 99% perspiration, Lukas," quotes Luis. "So let's move!" "Hey, Luis!" Lukas shares, "Look at that shiny chew toy Tim E. has on his wrist. While I've got him distracted, pull!"

"Don't forget, Lukas," Anchundia reminds her son. "I have eyes in the back of my head." "Remember, Luis," Anchundia reminds her other son. "Whither thou goest, I will find out!" Like mother, like son

LUIS: Drat! Lukas, Mom caught us again. She's omnipresent.
LUKAS: Mom, can't you like omni-vanish? "I'll let you check my teeth if you let me check yours," Luis tells Tim E. "I brushed. Did you?" "Keep Luis under you while I commit my puppy crimes solo. Okay, Mom?" Lukas requests.

Two peas and their pod "Boys, boys, boys. If you are going to perfect mischief-making, learn from the Queen!" Anchundia tells her sons. "Lukas," Jennifer said, "Q-Tips have been around since the 1920s. I really don't need you cleaning out my ear!"

"I'll protect you, Tim W. & Ronnie," Anchundia says, "from my little pups. Don't you worry." "Whoa, Mom!" Luis screeches! "There's a law against exposure!" ANCHUNDIA: Okay, Lukas. Time to behave. I claim Ronnie's lap.
RONNIE: There's plenty of room for everybody!
LUKAS: Okay, Mom. I promise I will not get into trouble.

"Luis, go get the peanut butter," directs Lukas. "Then we would benefit from the kisses as much as she will!" ANCHUNDIA: Isn't my son a good boy, Ronnie?
LUKAS: I hate to tell you this, Mom, but goodness is not on my resume.
RONNIE: Anchundia, if your children are good, it's only because you're great! "Boy, these little balls of love are faster than lightning," Ronnie utters.

ANCHUNDIA: All right, boys. One of you did not brush your fur this morning.
RONNIE: Two hands means I can hold two puppies. Who wants right? Who wants left?
LUIS: Hold on. I have to do warmup first. That means I have to chew a little before loving.
LUKAS: Ronnie, let me tell you a secret. I'm the better puppy. Pass it on. Fighting over Ronnie's lap LUIS: Move over. My turn! Remember, Mom taught us the fine art of sharing!
LUKAS: Is that what necking is?
RONNIE: Okay. That tickles.

ANCHUNDIA: Remember, wherever you are I am watching, Luis!
LUIS: Boy, Mom, that collar you are wearing looks mighty tasty! "Lukas has Maureen distracted. I can jump right on Kirin's head, and he won't know what hit him," plots Luis. Lukas' version of bowling: roll the youngsters

Role Play: Teaching Siberians to Become Pointers "Okay, Lukas & Luis. I have my eye on you," says Anchundia, the hawk. "Kirin is my new boy, and I won't let you bombard him!" Circus: Tim E., Maureen, & Kirin with Anchundia, Lukas, Luis

"I wonder if Maureen will notice if I take just a tiny, tiny bite out of her nose?" Luis plots. "What do you think, Lukas?" "Ah, tranquility," Kirin says dreamily. "How long before the energy bursts again?" "Yea!" exclaims Luis. "While you guys are sharing Lukas, Maureen's lap is free. I stake claim!"

"Dear puppies," Maureen corrects, "when the hand comes up, that means I want to PET you, not get kisses!" "Panda Bears or Siberian Husky puppies are like Charmin. You can't help but squeeze, Tim E.," says Luis. "Which one do I resemble?" Kiss test. Each puppy thinks his kisses are better than his sibling's.

"Hehehe," Lukas whispers. "While Mom is keeping Luis in line, I can get into all the mischief I want without anyone noticing!" LUKAS: Hey, Luis, do you think we can be on "Dancing with Stars"?
LUIS: What are you talking about? We can have our own show, "Stars Dancing"! "Look deep into my eyes, Luis," Tim E. commands. "You're getting sleepy, very sleepy." (Postscript: It didn't work.)

Anchundia says, "If I close my eyes, will I wake up to two calm puppies?" "Maureen, will you teach us Latin, please?" ask the L boys. "I'll bet I can weasel my way into Maureen's heart with kisses, even if Lukas has her lap," Luis contends.

"Like doctors, we make our rounds," Lukas explains to Kirin. "First I kiss your mom & Luis kisses your dad. Then we both get to kiss you!" "I'm watching you both," Anchundia warns. "One false move and, whap, comes the wrath of my paw!" "I brought you into the world," Anchundia tells the rowdy Luis, "and I can take you out. Alternatively, I can nip at your ankles."


"Yes, I AM that cute!" boasts Anchundia.	"Thinking of this as resting is an illusion. I am refueling," Anchundia insists.	"Stand up or sit down. I don't care," says Anchundia. "Whatever you do, I'm still going to hug you."

"Carl, what are we looking at?" Anchundia asks.	Anchundia pleads, ""Let's stay like this for awhile, please, Ronnie."	"Ooooh, THAT'S the spot!" Anchundia tells Ronnie.

"Get in line, people," Anchundia directs. "There's plenty of me for everyone."	"We make quite the couple, don't we?" Anchundia asks. "Of course, anyone and I make quite the couple. But don't feel bad. I'm just that fabulous. Of course, so is Maureen!"	"One kiss for Tim, one for Kirin, and away we go!" Anchundia schedules.

"I'm only resting," Anchundia tells Kirin & Tim E., "so I can charm you into falling madly in love with me. Don't worry. We can play again real soon."	"You can't read my ear palm. You're not a real swami," says the skeptical Anchundia. "Real fortune tellers wear turbans, not baseball caps."	"What brand of shampoo do you use, Anchundia?" Tim E. asks. "You smell great!"

Jennifer N. demonstrates the easy-to-carry, attention-grabbing, show-stopping power of Luis.	"That cardboard box never stood a chance. Bring on the steak!" Luis orders.	Luis demonstrates the classic Greek pose of "You know you want to take me home."

"Is that peanut butter on your face or are you just glad to see me, Ronnie?" Luis asks. "I'm just kidding. I know you're glad to see me, although that doesn't mean I wouldn't eat peanut butter, too!"	"Let's go, Jennifer!" Luis instructs. "With our brains and our looks, there's no stopping us!"	"I make no promises," Luis swears, "but if you put me down, Jennifer, I might not kiss you again. Aw, who am I kidding. Of course, I'm going to still kiss you, no matter what."

"'Ello Dhaling."	Luis quietly and patiently stalks the unsuspecting Kirin, waiting for just the right moment. . . . And then. . . .	"Tag! You're it," Luis shouts, tapping Kirin.

"Take a number. There's plenty of me to go around for everyone," Luis shares, "and I have an infinite amount of love to give."	"Maureen, save me!" pleads the frightened Luis. "There's a terrifying spider on the wall over there, and it isn't Charlotte! Hug me! Hold me! Save me!"	"So then I gave him a left jab and a right cross and biff pow bam," demonstrates Luis, "and then he was all mine, baby!"

"Psssst, Tim E., don't look now," Luis whispers, "but I think there's a tail following us!"	"On your mark. . .," Luis counts. "Get set. . . . "LOVE!"	"Big paws. Lots of energy," lists Lukas, "TONS of love to give. Who said amazing things don't come in small packages?"

"How's the weather up there?" Lukas wonders. "Down here it's all breezy with a chance of precipitation."	"What can I say?" Lukas smiles. "I've got it going on . . . and just going and going and perpetually going."	"Whoa! Look at that field out that window there!" Lukas discovers. "How many things can I bury there!"

"While I am at the podium," Lukas says, "it would be nice if everyone would just sit down and listen!"	Lukas quotes, "I really am not the kind of guy that sits here and says, 'Oh gosh, I'm worried about my legacy' I'm a get up and move kinda guy."	"Some day soon," Lukas dreams, "I won't need a booster pillow."

"That was the funniest story I've ever heard, Lukas," Kirin laughs. "You could do standup!"	"The best way to pet a puppy," Kirin decides, "is when someone is holding him!"	Hug a Puppy Day

"I love the taste of hair," comments Lukas, "but I can't figure out why it seems to stay steadfastly attached to the boy."	"Hey, Kirin," Lukas begs, "you've got plenty of room up on that tower. Give me a boost, will you, please?"	"I wonder if I can drag Luis over here to use as a stepladder," Lukas schemes.

"You don't say!" Maureen comments as she listens intently to Lukas' whispering.	"The ideal position," Lukas indicates, "is when you have the hiney on the lap, claiming Maureen's lap in this case, and the front paws on the carpet, ready to spring at a moment's notice."	"Tim E. gives good chin scratches," Lukas decides.

"I'm a good luck charm for Jeopardy," believes Lukas. "Don't you think Tim E. looks like Ken Jennings?"	"Lukas, I smell puppy breaths," sniffs Tim E.	"Come on, Tim E.," pleads Lukas. "Every chin could use a few puppy teeth marks."

Treasure Hunt	"You know," conspires Lukas, "I like the gingerbread man with the squeaker so much that I'll bet I'd like the real thing even better. Wanna plan a raid on the oven at Christmastime, Luis?"	"Psst, Luis!" Lukas whispers. "You watch while I dig in the sofa. Speaking of sofa, did you know that is Fairbanks' mom's favorite nickname for him."

LUIS: While I have the podium, I would like to thank my mother, my -- LUKAS: Oh, brother. Luis, silence is golden!	"Luis!" shouts Lukas. "Don't eat the pillow. That's my booster to get up on the sofa."	LUKAS: Luis, what are you doing? LUIS: Trying to open this pillow so I can find the Tootsie Roll center.

"Did you know, Luis, that turtles only progress when they stick out their necks?" Lukas asks. "Let's see if I can motivate your neck so you will progress."	"They say genius is 1% inspiration & 99% perspiration, Lukas," quotes Luis. "So let's move!"	"Hey, Luis!" Lukas shares, "Look at that shiny chew toy Tim E. has on his wrist. While I've got him distracted, pull!"

"Don't forget, Lukas," Anchundia reminds her son. "I have eyes in the back of my head."	"Remember, Luis," Anchundia reminds her other son. "Whither thou goest, I will find out!"	Like mother, like son

LUIS: Drat! Lukas, Mom caught us again. She's omnipresent. LUKAS: Mom, can't you like omni-vanish?	"I'll let you check my teeth if you let me check yours," Luis tells Tim E. "I brushed. Did you?"	"Keep Luis under you while I commit my puppy crimes solo. Okay, Mom?" Lukas requests.

Two peas and their pod	"Boys, boys, boys. If you are going to perfect mischief-making, learn from the Queen!" Anchundia tells her sons.	"Lukas," Jennifer said, "Q-Tips have been around since the 1920s. I really don't need you cleaning out my ear!"

"I'll protect you, Tim W. & Ronnie," Anchundia says, "from my little pups. Don't you worry."	"Whoa, Mom!" Luis screeches! "There's a law against exposure!"	ANCHUNDIA: Okay, Lukas. Time to behave. I claim Ronnie's lap. RONNIE: There's plenty of room for everybody! LUKAS: Okay, Mom. I promise I will not get into trouble.

"Luis, go get the peanut butter," directs Lukas. "Then we would benefit from the kisses as much as she will!"	ANCHUNDIA: Isn't my son a good boy, Ronnie? LUKAS: I hate to tell you this, Mom, but goodness is not on my resume. RONNIE: Anchundia, if your children are good, it's only because you're great!	"Boy, these little balls of love are faster than lightning," Ronnie utters.

ANCHUNDIA: All right, boys. One of you did not brush your fur this morning. RONNIE: Two hands means I can hold two puppies. Who wants right? Who wants left? LUIS: Hold on. I have to do warmup first. That means I have to chew a little before loving. LUKAS: Ronnie, let me tell you a secret. I'm the better puppy. Pass it on.	Fighting over Ronnie's lap	LUIS: Move over. My turn! Remember, Mom taught us the fine art of sharing! LUKAS: Is that what necking is? RONNIE: Okay. That tickles.

ANCHUNDIA: Remember, wherever you are I am watching, Luis! LUIS: Boy, Mom, that collar you are wearing looks mighty tasty!	"Lukas has Maureen distracted. I can jump right on Kirin's head, and he won't know what hit him," plots Luis.	Lukas' version of bowling: roll the youngsters

Role Play: Teaching Siberians to Become Pointers	"Okay, Lukas & Luis. I have my eye on you," says Anchundia, the hawk. "Kirin is my new boy, and I won't let you bombard him!"	Circus: Tim E., Maureen, & Kirin with Anchundia, Lukas, Luis

"I wonder if Maureen will notice if I take just a tiny, tiny bite out of her nose?" Luis plots. "What do you think, Lukas?"	"Ah, tranquility," Kirin says dreamily. "How long before the energy bursts again?"	"Yea!" exclaims Luis. "While you guys are sharing Lukas, Maureen's lap is free. I stake claim!"

"Dear puppies," Maureen corrects, "when the hand comes up, that means I want to PET you, not get kisses!"	"Panda Bears or Siberian Husky puppies are like Charmin. You can't help but squeeze, Tim E.," says Luis. "Which one do I resemble?"	Kiss test. Each puppy thinks his kisses are better than his sibling's.

"Hehehe," Lukas whispers. "While Mom is keeping Luis in line, I can get into all the mischief I want without anyone noticing!"	LUKAS: Hey, Luis, do you think we can be on "Dancing with Stars"? LUIS: What are you talking about? We can have our own show, "Stars Dancing"!	"Look deep into my eyes, Luis," Tim E. commands. "You're getting sleepy, very sleepy." (Postscript: It didn't work.)

Anchundia says, "If I close my eyes, will I wake up to two calm puppies?"	"Maureen, will you teach us Latin, please?" ask the L boys.	"I'll bet I can weasel my way into Maureen's heart with kisses, even if Lukas has her lap," Luis contends.

"Like doctors, we make our rounds," Lukas explains to Kirin. "First I kiss your mom & Luis kisses your dad. Then we both get to kiss you!"	"I'm watching you both," Anchundia warns. "One false move and, whap, comes the wrath of my paw!"	"I brought you into the world," Anchundia tells the rowdy Luis, "and I can take you out. Alternatively, I can nip at your ankles."