The Goldens

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

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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