The Goldens

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