The Goldens

She loves playing with her buddy Sailor.
There’s gold under that rainbow.
August 6, 2006 — April 25, 2014
“Kinta you are not the photo editor!”
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.
“Don’t you make that face at me Blitz…you are a bad 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.
Hawk during his last pheasant season.
Just hanging out.
October 23, 2013
Looking down the hill at our pond with Sailer, Tasha and Bliss.
From left to right, Tasha, Phanny, Bliss and Sailor.
Catching a nap.
Teka stares forlornly at a beautiful pair of Canada geese.
After a security sweep by Blitz it was determined that this log deck was clear of ferocious jack rabbits.
Teka with the wind in her face.
This is where we escape. Mary give Blitz a snuggle.
Blitz likes a good ride along, but don’t take her seat!
Phanny and Bliss playing in the Yellowstone River.
Blitz would prefer to ride up front.
Bliss says to beware of predators hiding along the riverbank!
Hunter in 2002
Don’t be deceived by this angelic face. This puppy is wild little rascal.
Nellie and Blitz
Nellie and Blitz.
Sunset from our campsite in Idaho on the second night.
Blitz sits on the same stump in 2014.
The golden streak! Teka.
“Is that a grouse I see?”
Phanny swimming!
Bliss loves to play and Tasha isn’t immune.
May 5, 2001
Blitz joyfully returns with a bird.
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.
Me and Blitz.
Teka and Blitz train for the hunt tests.
It must have hurt to be that cute. Makes me kind of misty.
Flying high.
Bliss, feeling much better after a swim.
Blitz finds a fish for me. “Hey Blitz that one is dead.”
Blitz on a water retrieve.
In the twilight.
Refreshing. Nellie.
Nellie.
“Squirrel, gotta go!”
Redtail’s Nitro Nellie just being “Boopie”
Squirrels tremble in her presence!
Bliss one year old.
Blitz at four months.
Blitz and Teka romp in the snow.
Tasha and Bliss stop for a drink.
Blitz the happy dog.
It just doesn’t seem right to not end this post with a picture of Blitz. She’s still here in spirit.
When we got home she had to go back into the hospital.
Blitz says, her critical period is pheasant season.
Bliss at the Gallatin River, Montana. The Gallatin River is a tributary of the Missouri River.
A soft seat after a busy day feels so good. Blitz
Sailor and Kinta find this whole adventure thing quite exhausting.
Sailor and Kinta are ready for an adventure.
And hunting buddies
Nellie
Doug and Teka.
Nellie and Blitz
Blitz
Looking good.
Bliss is helping with the log quality control. She offer to take care of the tiny log and left me the big ones.
Thanks Kinta! I’m glad you needed to go potty this morning.
Phanny, Bliss, and Tasha decided Mary makes for good playground equipment.
Blitz’s last hunt with us.
Teka and her person, Doug.
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.
The consumate stick dog.
The big stick contest. Blitz and Nellie
Whoop whoop
Bliss
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.
Hunter motto was “It’s good to be Hunter!”
That’s not a flower either, but it is wild.
Blitz loved the woods.
Blitz
It seems Blitz is not impressed. 😦
Pine seedlings in a burn restoration. That’s me with Blaze and Hunter in 2006.
Water Break, Nellie and Blitz.
The forester’s dog and the loggers dog.
Teka Playing in the snow
Blitz
Time for the boys to watch from afar.
Blitz and Teka out in the woods.
Nellie
She was still that little puppy at heart.
Teka was born to hunt birds.
Blitz know that she better be rolling in the snow while she still can.
The pack!
Once she was back home again she made the best of it.
Blitz and Teka came too. There were lots of dogs in attendance.
Big pine in the Coast Range.
Me: “Well, what do you think?” Bliss: “Sniff, sniff.”
Hawk
Blitz decided she would just wait in the truck during. She figured the bear would be full after a yummy forester meal.
Blitz and Nellie taking a break for a swim at Lake Prairie
The morning ritual, ” Hey I need some attention here!” Nellie.
Teka can’t wait for her turn. She stakes out my truck.
Bliss and Tasha in the Sierra.
She took to the water right away.
My sons and Nellie.
This was the site of the Little Giant Mill log deck.
Blitz and Teka on the beach near Brookings.
At a stop near Rye Patch Reservoir to stretch their legs, Sailor wanted to explore every smell.
Kinta is the truck dog today, since Blitz had a doctors appointment.
Phanny joined us for some pre-season scouting.
February 19, 2006
Bliss, Tasha and Sailor in Montana.
My oldest son, Chris with his girl Nellie. This was her last pheasant season.
A happy girl. Blaze and Hunter.
Blitz has a lively pheasant.
Bliss, Sailor and Tasha the three amigos.
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.
It’s a race.
Blitz steal a stick from her mom.
The girls are loaded up and ready to roll.
On the Trinity River.
Phanny on the run! As usual.
Blitz loves a shaded fuelbreak. So many sticks, so little time.
Blitz giving her best regal pose.
Mixing the canine color palette. Teka and Blitz with their lab friends.
Well this isn’t going well.
Blitz grazes during a break.
Phanny decide the desert was good place to run and frolic!
Tasha and Bliss at Sly Park Reservoir.
Blitz says, “Can’t trust em’, they remind me of cats!”
Mary and Blitz take a stroll on the beach.
On the road home and Blitz is dreaming of ducks.
Blitz goes back to what she does best.
Blitz, the red dog!
Blitz with her bag.
Yes I know it’s about hauling logs Blitz, but now you’re just showing off.
“Can I get out of the truck please.”
Tim, Teka and Blitz.
Hunter and the big pine.
Bliss
The race is on! Teka.
Blaze impatiently waits for her driver.
Nellie loves her sticks.
On the Upper Sacramento River.
Nellie in her youth at Iron Canyon Reservoir.
Blitz loves the snow.
The Doctor Bob released her to come back to camp for our last night.
Bliss: “Rarr Rarr Ruff!!!” Me: “Everyone’s a critic. Maybe next time I’ll let the sleeping dog lie.”
Tasha enjoys a romp in the Nevada desert. lots of room to run.
Blitz gets a “little” love. 🙂
Being a forester’s dog is exhausting.
Bliss at Dog Creek.
Nellie In Watercolor
Ponderosa burn fire salvage. Santee.
Feel the love.
“A Forester and his Dog”‘ pen and ink.
This looks like trouble, Bliss and Phanny!
Divya’s portrait of Blaze and Hunter.
Sailor thinks Phanny should shake somewhere else.
You had to know this would happen.
Blitz spots for me. She has seen this all before.
Teka and Blitz were busy plotting against His Excellency!

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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