The Goldens

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

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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