Tasha in pen and ink. Golden retriever portrait.
Our girl Tasha gave birth to ten beautiful pups today. It seemed like a good time to post her new portrait.
Tasha By Gosh!
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Happy Dog Day!
Bliss
Blitz
Hunter
Teka
Here are a few pen and inks of just some of my favorite dogs on Dog Day! Click on the image to enlarge.
Golden Retriever Bliss
Golden Retriever Portrait of Bliss in pen and ink.
We took a walk around the property on this blustery day. Here’s a gallery of our pack. Just click on a picture to enlarge.
Looking down the hill at our pond with Sailer, Tasha and Bliss.
Bliss
Phanny on the run! As usual.
Tasha and Bliss stop for a drink.
The pack!
Sailor thinks Phanny should shake somewhere else.
Phanny swimming!
From left to right, Tasha, Phanny, Bliss and Sailor.
This looks like trouble, Bliss and Phanny!
Wild Wednesday … Sierra Color!
Bliss and Tasha enjoyed a day at work.
“Can I get out of the truck please.”
Dogwood blossoms.
Wild Iris.
More Dogwood.
Scotch Broom.
Finally, time for a swim.
Wild Strawberry.
Bliss, feeling much better after a swim.
Bleeding Hearts
More Bleeding Hearts
Goosefoot Violet.
Starflower.
Pacific Yew with moss.
Tasha and Bliss at Sly Park Reservoir.
Kitty in the House of Dogs
An uneasy introduction. Bliss and Glenda, our new Manx kitten, aren’t too sure about each other.
Glenda is a tiny little squirt.
Forestry Friday … Waiting
Foresters spend a lot of time driving. Therefore, we spend a lot of time waiting in road construction. This is how I pass my time waiting. At least when I have no cell phone service.
Bliss isn’t impressed.
First Birthday Bliss!
It’s her first birthday. For a while we didn’t think she’d make it to this one. We’re sure happy she did. Click on a picture to see the full-sized gallery. Sorry there are so many photos, but it’s hard not to take her picture.
Bliss when we first picked her up.
Here, Mary and I just picked up Bliss from the breeder Susan Liptak.
Just hanging out.
She took to the water right away.
Sailor shares his duck with young Bliss.
Sailor and Bliss became close buds.
This girl loves her sand! She plays on the banks of the Eel River.
Bliss is a forester’s dog. That means it’s her job to go to the woods.
Bliss the “Wild Woods Pup!”
We didn’t know it yet, but Bliss was one sick puppy. She had chewed a toxic mushroom in the morning. In the afternoon we knew something was wrong and headed for the vet.
She spent all week of vacation in the veterinary hospital. The doctor thought she wasn’t going to make it.
The Doctor Bob released her to come back to camp for our last night.
Headed for home and she seemed okay, but we knew she’d need more car because of the nature of the poisoning.
When we got home she had to go back into the hospital.
Once she was back home again she made the best of it.
After a few weeks she was able to return to work.
Bliss says this is more like it!
On the Upper Sacramento River.
On the Trinity River.
Bliss at Dog Creek.
Bliss and Tasha.
Bliss in the Sacramento River.
Bliss and Tasha in the Sierra.
Bliss loves to play and Tasha isn’t immune.
She loves playing with her buddy Sailor.
Bliss points a pheasant in the grass.
She puts a bird into the air.
Bringing home the bacon.
Bliss with her hunting partners.
Bliss, Sailor and Tasha the three amigos.
Bliss one year old.
If you missed her mushroom ordeal you can read about it here:
http://sneakingbliss.com/2015/09/10/saving-bliss/
https://wordpress.com/post/theforesterartist.com/4086
Toothy Critique!
Mary gave me a new sketchbook for Christmas, so the other day I did a lunch sketch of a sweet, sleeping Bliss.
Me: “Hey Bliss I sketched you while you were snoozing. Take a look.”
Me: “Well, what do you think?”
Bliss: “Sniff, sniff.”
Bliss: “Rarr Rarr Ruff!!!”
Me: “Everyone’s a critic. Maybe next time I’ll let the sleeping dog lie.”
Wild Wednesday … Wild Woods Pup!
Bliss the “Wild Woods Pup!”
A bit of accidental abstract photography of my wild one. I’ll show you how I did it.
“I smell the woods, now let us out!”, says Sailor.
Dumb luck! After all, it’s better to be lucky than good.
Forestry Friday … First Trip to the Woods
Bliss is a forester’s dog and this was her first day at work.
It’s her job to go to the woods. There’s no time like the present to start training her.
On her first day she got to play in numerous rivers and visit the redwoods. Not bad for a day one. I documented her day in the gallery below.
Bliss was nine weeks old on this outing. We needed a few breaks on the way to air out.
It’s always good to stop somewhere with a nice view. We were traveling through the coastal range.
Forester dog training 101, you have to be able to climb over logs! She wasn’t sure, but she mastered it.
Camera straps are apparently for “tug o war!”
Hollow trees are fun! I think she wanted to take this old Pacific Madrone home.
We have to deal with traffic jams out in the boondocks too.
Our destination Honeydew, California!
After visiting the logging job we stopped for a drink in the Mattole River.
She was my first dog to visit the Mattole River, and she got to do it on her first trip.
Bliss loves sand! It makes her play like crazy.
Under the big trees.
A girl has to pee, even in the redwoods.
Pacific Coast Iris, Iris tenax.
After posing, she’s ready to roll!
Leaving the big trees behind.
Another drink, this time from the Eel River.
This girl loves her sand! She plays on the banks of the Eel River.
Work is exhausting.
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