The Goldens

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

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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