The Goldens

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