The Goldens

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

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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