OUR STORY
The Heart Behind the Pink Paw
My brother Zach and I grew up as best friends, partners in crime, and lifelong dog people. From our very first dog, a cocker spaniel mix who was both blind and deaf, to Sophie the First, a purebred Cocker he used to sneak into his first apartment for weekend sleepovers, to Sophie the Second, a Springer Spaniel with more energy than sense, dogs ran through every chapter of our childhood. They were there for the joy and the chaos, and they were there for us on the hard days too.
Zach was one of a kind. Loyal, hilarious, a little bit wild, and impossible not to love. He could recite entire Van Halen albums from memory, quote every Judd Apatow movie word for word, and never met a dog he didn't stop to talk to.
OUR STORY
The things that pulled me back toward the light
When Zach passed away unexpectedly, my world fell apart. In the middle of that grief, the things that kept pulling me back toward the light were the same things that had always brought us joy, and dogs were at the center of nearly all of them.
The more I leaned into that, the clearer it became what I wanted to build: something that brought people together, made dogs (and their humans) happy, and created the kind of connection and kindness Zach carried with him everywhere he went.
