The Goldens

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

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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