01/12/2025
When I started this business, a lot of people didn’t want to work with me.
I was the new kid trying to learn everything I could — and even got passive-aggressive comments for posting selfies with pets, as if caring openly was embarrassing.
What most people never saw were the sacrifices.
I worked through Christmas, Easter, New Year’s Eve, New Year’s Day — every year.
One Christmas I had a horrible vomiting bug, in 37 + degree heat, listening to neighbours celebrating with their families while I was technically still working.
It was lonely.
But I believed in what I was doing.
The pets were my happy place, even when the rest felt hard.
People still say, “It’s just dog walking.”
But it’s never been ‘just’ that.
It’s understanding equipment.
It’s reading body language.
It’s behaviour knowledge.
It’s building a strong, capable all-female team.
It’s advocating for breeds people overlook — greyhounds, large breeds, gentle giants who are too often judged by size instead of temperament, upbringing, or training.
It’s raising the bar for what pet care should look like.
Every single day.
And the wild thing?
Last week alone, three different businesses reached out wanting to work with me.
Clients recognise the value in what we do — not because we shout it, but because we show it.
Consistently.
Five years later, I’m proud of how far I’ve come.
Proud of the animals who shaped this journey.
And proud of the version of me who kept going, even when it felt like no one else understood the vision.
