The Goldens

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