The Goldens

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

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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