The Goldens

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

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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