The Goldens

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

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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