The Goldens

Hunter and the big pine.
There’s gold under that rainbow.
Nellie
Catching a nap.
It’s a race.
In the twilight.
Blitz is happiest while doing her work.
Meet Skidder, and no he’s not my dog. He belongs to the logging crew I was visiting. Yes, I gave him back.
Tasha and Bliss stop for a drink.
The race is on! Teka.
Sailor and Kinta find this whole adventure thing quite exhausting.
She took to the water right away.
Blitz and Nellie taking a break for a swim at Lake Prairie
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.
Kinta is the truck dog today, since Blitz had a doctors appointment.
Blitz and Teka on the beach near Brookings.
Once she was back home again she made the best of it.
The forester’s dog and the loggers dog.
Blitz loved the woods.
Hawk during his last pheasant season.
Flying high.
This is where we escape. Mary give Blitz a snuggle.
Phanny joined us for some pre-season scouting.
Mixing the canine color palette. Teka and Blitz with their lab friends.
Phanny decide the desert was good place to run and frolic!
From left to right, Tasha, Phanny, Bliss and Sailor.
Teka was born to hunt birds.
Bliss at Dog Creek.
Looking good.
Bliss and Tasha in the Sierra.
On the Upper Sacramento River.
On the road home and Blitz is dreaming of ducks.
She loves playing with her buddy Sailor.
Just hanging out.
Ponderosa burn fire salvage. Santee.
Nellie In Watercolor
The girls are loaded up and ready to roll.
Teka and Blitz train for the hunt tests.
Blitz, the red dog!
Bliss says to beware of predators hiding along the riverbank!
Blitz likes a good ride along, but don’t take her seat!
Looking down the hill at our pond with Sailer, Tasha and Bliss.
Hunter in 2002
Being a forester’s dog is exhausting.
Bliss at the Gallatin River, Montana. The Gallatin River is a tributary of the Missouri River.
Teka and her person, Doug.
Sunset from our campsite in Idaho on the second night.
Blitz has a lively pheasant.
Phanny and Bliss playing in the Yellowstone River.
Refreshing. Nellie.
Yes I know it’s about hauling logs Blitz, but now you’re just showing off.
Sailor thinks Phanny should shake somewhere else.
When we got home she had to go back into the hospital.
Tasha and Bliss at Sly Park Reservoir.
Nellie and Blitz.
My sons and Nellie.
Bliss loves to play and Tasha isn’t immune.
February 19, 2006
Blitz loves the snow.
“Can I get out of the truck please.”
Blitz loves a shaded fuelbreak. So many sticks, so little time.
Nellie in her youth at Iron Canyon Reservoir.
My oldest son, Chris with his girl Nellie. This was her last pheasant season.
Squirrels tremble in her presence!
Bliss: “Rarr Rarr Ruff!!!” Me: “Everyone’s a critic. Maybe next time I’ll let the sleeping dog lie.”
“Hey lazy dog, you’re sleeping on my sketchbook!”
Me: “Well, what do you think?” Bliss: “Sniff, sniff.”
Blitz and Teka out in the woods.
“Is that a grouse I see?”
Blitz chills after an exhausting day of events. “Don’t get up Blitz, but I need to get into the refrigerator!”
Phanny swimming!
After a security sweep by Blitz it was determined that this log deck was clear of ferocious jack rabbits.
Nellie loves her sticks.
Blitz joyfully returns with a bird.
Blitz with her bag.
Bliss, Tasha and Sailor in Montana.
A soft seat after a busy day feels so good. Blitz
Blitz says, her critical period is pheasant season.
Teka and Blitz were busy plotting against His Excellency!
Whoop whoop
Water Break, Nellie and Blitz.
Phanny on the run! As usual.
Bliss, feeling much better after a swim.
Blitz says, “Can’t trust em’, they remind me of cats!”
Me and Blitz.
You had to know this would happen.
The big stick contest. Blitz and Nellie
Blitz would prefer to ride up front.
She was still that little puppy at heart.
On the Trinity River.
May 5, 2001
This looks like trouble, Bliss and Phanny!
Blitz finds a fish for me. “Hey Blitz that one is dead.”
Mary and Tom dog visiting Nellie at the Vet’s office. She was one sick pup, but it sure perked her up seeing us.
Blitz and Teka came too. There were lots of dogs in attendance.
Teka with the wind in her face.
“Squirrel, gotta go!”
Bliss one year old.
That’s not a flower either, but it is wild.
At a stop near Rye Patch Reservoir to stretch their legs, Sailor wanted to explore every smell.
Divya’s portrait of Blaze and Hunter.
And hunting buddies
Blitz
Blitz steal a stick from her mom.
Feel the love.
Nellie and Blitz
Blitz know that she better be rolling in the snow while she still can.
“A Forester and his Dog”‘ pen and ink.
Nellie and Blitz
Blitz’s last hunt with us.
October 23, 2013
The pack!
It must have hurt to be that cute. Makes me kind of misty.
Well this isn’t going well.
Teka stares forlornly at a beautiful pair of Canada geese.
Bliss is helping with the log quality control. She offer to take care of the tiny log and left me the big ones.
Blitz on a water retrieve.
Blitz decided she would just wait in the truck during. She figured the bear would be full after a yummy forester meal.
Big pine in the Coast Range.
Redtail’s Nitro Nellie just being “Boopie”
Blitz gets a “little” love. 🙂
Nellie.
Bliss, Sailor and Tasha the three amigos.
Time for the boys to watch from afar.
Blitz
Blitz sits on the same stump in 2014.
I had a companion on this day. Tessa, our friends dog got to be a forester’s dog for a day.
Hawk
Blaze impatiently waits for her driver.
A happy girl. Blaze and Hunter.
It just doesn’t seem right to not end this post with a picture of Blitz. She’s still here in spirit.
“Kinta you are not the photo editor!”
Hunter motto was “It’s good to be Hunter!”
Blitz giving her best regal pose.
The morning ritual, ” Hey I need some attention here!” Nellie.
This was the site of the Little Giant Mill log deck.
Sailor and Kinta are ready for an adventure.
Blitz
Don’t be deceived by this angelic face. This puppy is wild little rascal.
Thanks Kinta! I’m glad you needed to go potty this morning.
With Burney Mountain in the background, Nellie strikes a lovely pose. She is one of my favorite models. Nellie is very co-operative and will work for dog biscuits.
Tasha enjoys a romp in the Nevada desert. lots of room to run.
August 6, 2006 — April 25, 2014
Bliss
Teka can’t wait for her turn. She stakes out my truck.
Blitz goes back to what she does best.
Blitz the happy dog.
Blitz at four months.
“Don’t you make that face at me Blitz…you are a bad dog!”
The Doctor Bob released her to come back to camp for our last night.
Hunter and Blaze in a sea of Ponderosa pine tree. Blitz got the day off so instead a photo of Hunter, Blitz’s dad, and Aunty Blaze.
Mary and Blitz take a stroll on the beach.
The consumate stick dog.
Bliss
Blitz and Teka romp in the snow.
Teka Playing in the snow
Nellie
Hawk and Blitz were best buddies.
The golden streak! Teka.
Pine seedlings in a burn restoration. That’s me with Blaze and Hunter in 2006.
Blitz spots for me. She has seen this all before.
Phanny, Bliss, and Tasha decided Mary makes for good playground equipment.
Doug and Teka.
Blitz grazes during a break.
Tim, Teka and Blitz.
It seems Blitz is not impressed. 😦

32 thoughts on “The Goldens”

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  3. Oh my gosh!! Every one of these was wonderful! That first picture of Nellie is still a favorite that I’ve seen here. There are five dogs in one picture. Did you really have five dogs at one time? We had four, but only have one left. I pine for more dogs. Blaze and Hunter up close are adorable, I love Blaze on the truck cab, and your artwork is so good. Really enjoyable, Tim.

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  5. I just come from Yvonne who posted a poem for you. Pictures of your dogs are wonderful. I lost two of my dogs recently, Lady was 7 and Fanny who died in January 14. I still have a little fellow of 12 years’ old. I am glad I found your blog

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  7. Your dogs are lovely. They have lovely color!!! In Sweden our Goldens are usually much lighter. It is a nice combination: dogs an watercolors 🙂 Like that!

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    • Thanks you so much. We definitely favor the red golden retrievers. Our dogs are hunting dogs and run in events. Most goldens that come from hunting lines here favor the darker colors, but there are many that are lighter too. We have raised them for many years and enjoy thier company enormously. I can see by your blog that you too enjoy your dogs very very much. 🙂

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  9. Lovely rich red coloured goldies, in UK they are more cream coloured, though we do get some real ‘goldies’ more the working strain as yours appear to be. lovely pictures with each one telling a story.

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  12. Hey Tim,
    LOVE the beautiful pictures 🙂 We would love to know if you and Mary are still breeding… Our 10 year old Red Tail golden, Kona is precious to us and looking to add another someday to our family. Thank you for your time.

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  14. We bought a lighter Golden puppy a few years ago when our daughter first came to live with us out of foster care, but my husband and son are the ones who became obsessed with her. She is such an amazing dog. Yours are gorgeous.

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