The Goldens

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

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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