The Goldens

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

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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