Her name was Kazumi. My anchor through one of the hardest seasons of my life.

When Kazumi passed away while I was pregnant with my first child, I went to find her papers, her pedigree certificate, the documents that told the story of where she came from and who she was. I found them in a drawer. Folded in an envelope. And it broke my heart a little more.

A dog who had given me everything, her papers were in a drawer.

That felt wrong. And I couldn't let it stay that way.

I looked for something intentional. Something that felt as important as the moment it represented. I couldn't find it.

So I built it.

Heritage Holders began in Queensland, designed from scratch, because the documents that tell our most meaningful stories deserved somewhere worthy of them.