The Goldens

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

30 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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