The Goldens

Hunter motto was “It’s good to be Hunter!”
You had to know this would happen.
Bliss at the Gallatin River, Montana. The Gallatin River is a tributary of the Missouri River.
Hawk and Blitz were best buddies.
Feel the love.
Blitz spots for me. She has seen this all before.
Flying high.
My oldest son, Chris with his girl Nellie. This was her last pheasant season.
The forester’s dog and the loggers dog.
Bliss says to beware of predators hiding along the riverbank!
Whoop whoop
Blitz on a water retrieve.
Bliss at Dog Creek.
Hunter in 2002
Tim, Teka and Blitz.
Blitz know that she better be rolling in the snow while she still can.
Nellie and Blitz.
This is where we escape. Mary give Blitz a snuggle.
“A Forester and his Dog”‘ pen and ink.
“Is that a grouse I see?”
Blitz loved the woods.
Tasha and Bliss stop for a drink.
My sons and Nellie.
Teka stares forlornly at a beautiful pair of Canada geese.
On the Upper Sacramento River.
Looking down the hill at our pond with Sailer, Tasha and Bliss.
Me: “Well, what do you think?” Bliss: “Sniff, sniff.”
Blitz is happiest while doing her work.
The big stick contest. Blitz and Nellie
Blitz chills after an exhausting day of events. “Don’t get up Blitz, but I need to get into the refrigerator!”
“Squirrel, gotta go!”
Big pine in the Coast Range.
“Don’t you make that face at me Blitz…you are a bad dog!”
Blitz says, “Can’t trust em’, they remind me of cats!”
After a security sweep by Blitz it was determined that this log deck was clear of ferocious jack rabbits.
Tasha enjoys a romp in the Nevada desert. lots of room to run.
Phanny on the run! As usual.
Blitz and Teka came too. There were lots of dogs in attendance.
May 5, 2001
Blaze impatiently waits for her driver.
Hawk
It just doesn’t seem right to not end this post with a picture of Blitz. She’s still here in spirit.
Hawk during his last pheasant season.
Blitz
Sunset from our campsite in Idaho on the second night.
Kinta is the truck dog today, since Blitz had a doctors appointment.
Nellie
Nellie loves her sticks.
Catching a nap.
Blitz sits on the same stump in 2014.
Teka with the wind in her face.
Teka can’t wait for her turn. She stakes out my truck.
Bliss loves to play and Tasha isn’t immune.
She loves playing with her buddy Sailor.
Bliss and Tasha in the Sierra.
“Can I get out of the truck please.”
August 6, 2006 — April 25, 2014
Teka was born to hunt birds.
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.
This looks like trouble, Bliss and Phanny!
Blitz steal a stick from her mom.
Phanny swimming!
The consumate stick dog.
It’s a race.
Blitz likes a good ride along, but don’t take her seat!
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.
Blitz joyfully returns with a bird.
Blitz at four months.
Nellie In Watercolor
“Hey lazy dog, you’re sleeping on my sketchbook!”
The race is on! Teka.
Don’t be deceived by this angelic face. This puppy is wild little rascal.
“Kinta you are not the photo editor!”
There’s gold under that rainbow.
That’s not a flower either, but it is wild.
A soft seat after a busy day feels so good. Blitz
Blitz and Teka out in the woods.
When we got home she had to go back into the hospital.
Divya’s portrait of Blaze and Hunter.
Doug and Teka.
The morning ritual, ” Hey I need some attention here!” Nellie.
Sailor and Kinta are ready for an adventure.
Tasha and Bliss at Sly Park Reservoir.
In the twilight.
And hunting buddies
Refreshing. Nellie.
Bliss
Bliss, Sailor and Tasha the three amigos.
Blitz and Teka romp in the snow.
Blitz loves the snow.
Blitz finds a fish for me. “Hey Blitz that one is dead.”
Phanny, Bliss, and Tasha decided Mary makes for good playground equipment.
It must have hurt to be that cute. Makes me kind of misty.
Nellie and Blitz
Yes I know it’s about hauling logs Blitz, but now you’re just showing off.
Blitz grazes during a break.
Well this isn’t going well.
The pack!
Water Break, Nellie and Blitz.
Blitz the happy dog.
Bliss, Tasha and Sailor in Montana.
Redtail’s Nitro Nellie just being “Boopie”
Sailor thinks Phanny should shake somewhere else.
Blitz gets a “little” love. 🙂
Blitz
Once she was back home again she made the best of it.
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 train for the hunt tests.
The girls are loaded up and ready to roll.
Bliss one year old.
Sailor and Kinta find this whole adventure thing quite exhausting.
On the Trinity River.
Bliss, feeling much better after a swim.
Mary and Blitz take a stroll on the beach.
Bliss is helping with the log quality control. She offer to take care of the tiny log and left me the big ones.
Time for the boys to watch from afar.
She was still that little puppy at heart.
Blitz loves a shaded fuelbreak. So many sticks, so little time.
Teka Playing in the snow
Nellie in her youth at Iron Canyon Reservoir.
Being a forester’s dog is exhausting.
On the road home and Blitz is dreaming of ducks.
Blitz, the red dog!
February 19, 2006
Blitz would prefer to ride up front.
Mixing the canine color palette. Teka and Blitz with their lab friends.
October 23, 2013
Bliss: “Rarr Rarr Ruff!!!” Me: “Everyone’s a critic. Maybe next time I’ll let the sleeping dog lie.”
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.
It seems Blitz is not impressed. 😦
Teka and her person, Doug.
Blitz has a lively pheasant.
Nellie and Blitz
Blitz and Teka on the beach near Brookings.
Nellie
I had a companion on this day. Tessa, our friends dog got to be a forester’s dog for a day.
Squirrels tremble in her presence!
Phanny decide the desert was good place to run and frolic!
Blitz and Nellie taking a break for a swim at Lake Prairie
Pine seedlings in a burn restoration. That’s me with Blaze and Hunter in 2006.
Blitz with her bag.
A happy girl. Blaze and Hunter.
Me and Blitz.
From left to right, Tasha, Phanny, Bliss and Sailor.
Ponderosa burn fire salvage. Santee.
Bliss
Blitz
This was the site of the Little Giant Mill log deck.
Blitz’s last hunt with us.
Hunter and the big pine.
Phanny joined us for some pre-season scouting.
Blitz giving her best regal pose.
Teka and Blitz were busy plotting against His Excellency!
Nellie.
Blitz goes back to what she does best.
Looking good.
Blitz decided she would just wait in the truck during. She figured the bear would be full after a yummy forester meal.
Blitz says, her critical period is pheasant season.
Just hanging out.
At a stop near Rye Patch Reservoir to stretch their legs, Sailor wanted to explore every smell.
The Doctor Bob released her to come back to camp for our last night.
She took to the water right away.
Thanks Kinta! I’m glad you needed to go potty this morning.
The golden streak! Teka.
Mary and Tom dog visiting Nellie at the Vet’s office. She was one sick pup, but it sure perked her up seeing us.
Phanny and Bliss playing in the Yellowstone River.

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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