Saxon graced the fields of GSRRR for the first time way back in 2014. Saxon had been found living all by his lonesome outside an empty property in Southern Ireland. Liam O’Hanlon came across him while working on the property and befriended him. When his work in the area was at an end, he didn’t leave the dog behind and took Saxon to his father, Tristan.
Saxon, then called Freddy (we had to change this as we had another Fred at the time), lived with Tristan for a number of weeks. The issue was that while he took to Tristan really well, he wouldn’t take to anything else. Tristan realised that Saxon was no ordinary dog and contact was made with us on the hills. The decision was then made that Saxon would come to us for assessment and redirection.
After arriving with us, it became apparent that Saxon was a dog that just hates everything. He hates the wind, he hates the trees, he hates the birds, he hates it when the sky’s a certain shade of blue. He is a dog that can only be described as grumpy. He is selective with who he interacts with, hates having to share his space, doesn’t like being touched and especially does not like having to share his oxygen with other dogs.
However, it soon became apparent that Saxon was quite sore, especially in his back end. Unfortunately this is something we see a lot in Shepherds and chronic pain can do awful things to your personality.
It’s quite easy to see why Saxon could be labelled as an aggressive dog and for this reason it was decided that he stay with us for his own safety. His mannerisms and behaviour can take a bit of getting used to and on most occassions could be very easily misunderstood. The reality of Saxons situation is that he’s a cantankerous old man who’s knees hurt on occasion and like any of us when we’re sore, his tolerance level is much, much, much less than the norm.
During the course of his stay with us, Saxon has slowly made his way from his own private living quarters in the barn area over to his own private living quarters in the room with the fire.