The Goldens

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

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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