The Goldens

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

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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