Our Story

This Is Zhuang Zhuang

The little dog who taught me what it means to hold on.

Zhuang Zhuang

She Chose Me

I didn't plan on getting a dog that day. I was just out running errands when I noticed her—this scruffy little thing, trailing behind me. At first, I thought she was just wandering. But after a few blocks, I realized she wasn't going anywhere. She was following me.

I got to my car. Opened the door. She sat down and waited. Just stared at me with those big eyes like she'd made up her mind already. That was it. I couldn't leave her there.

Young Zhuang Zhuang

That was almost ten years ago. Ten years of mornings where she'd follow me from room to room. Ten years of her curling up next to me, always touching, always close.

The Hard Years

Zhuang Zhuang went through hell. Uterine prolapse. Seizures. Surgery. The vet told me she might have six months left.

She lived for two more years.

Not because she was supposed to. Because she was stubborn. Because she wasn't ready to leave yet. That's who she was—tough as nails, wrapped in soft fur.

She never barked. Not once. When she was upset, she'd just walk away and lie in the corner, facing the wall. When you scolded her, she'd give you this look—hurt, offended—and turn her back.

Zhuang Zhuang portrait

A Real Personality

She had moods. Opinions. When my baby was born, she got jealous. She'd nudge her way between us, making it clear she was here first. If she did something wrong and you caught her, she knew. She'd lower her head, ears back, eyes apologetic. She wasn't just a pet. She was a person in a poodle's body.

She had feelings. She had warmth. She had her own little stubborn heart.

Zhuang Zhuang with her owner

Why I Started Making These

When Zhuang Zhuang passed, I didn't want to let go. I know that sounds impossible—you can't hold onto what's gone. But I needed something. Something I could touch. Something that felt like her.

So I taught myself leatherwork. I carved her face into a keychain, a wallet, a small pouch. I spent hours getting the details right—the curve of her ears, the softness in her eyes. It wasn't perfect. But it was hers. And it was something I could carry.

My husband saw what I was doing and said, "Other people need this too." He built this site. And now, this is what we do—we help people hold onto what they love.


Every piece we make is hand-carved with the same care I put into hers.
Because I know what it's like to need something that lasts.

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Every piece carries our dedication to craftsmanship and quality

Using traditional hand carving techniques, every cut is made with meticulous care to ensure uniqueness and artistic value of each piece.

Selected imported Italian top-grain leather, rigorously quality tested to provide you with the finest user experience.

Tailored design for each piece based on your pet's characteristics and preferences, preserving your memories in the most beautiful way.

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