The Goldens

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

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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