The Goldens

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

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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