The Goldens

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

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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