The Goldens

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

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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