For Max. For Sky.

Last year, my African Grey, Max, flew away.

One open window. That’s all it takes. No leash, no GPS collar, no “last seen” ping. Just an empty balcony and a name no one calls back.

I didn’t know what to do. So I did the only thing that made sense to me: I started building. A pet app. Something that could help pet parents like me feel less helpless. I built out poster templates, emergency features, the works. Then life happened. A career shift pulled me away. The project sat collecting dust on my hard drive.

Fast forward to four weeks ago.

My golden retriever puppy, Sky, got into a box of Lakshman Rekha, the anti-cockroach chalk. It was late at night. He was drooling. I was panicking.

My wife was holding Sky, trying to keep him calm. My mom was on the phone from her place, consoling us, just as scared as we were. And I opened Google. The first results? Sponsored vet clinics. Closed. Every single one. I’m scrolling through ads while my wife watches me, waiting for an answer I can’t find. That’s when it hit me: the one moment I needed help the most, the internet failed me. Not because vets didn’t exist. But because the system wasn’t built for emergencies. It was built for revenue.

Sky is okay. We found help. But my family will never forget those 20 minutes, everyone huddled together in pure terror, scrolling through results that didn’t care whether our dog lived or died.

The next morning, I dusted off that old project. I used AI to accelerate the research, the architecture, the feature set. Every weekend, every holiday, every late night after work for the last four weeks, building with a purpose I’ve never felt before.

Today, PawHub is entering open beta.

It’s a pet care companion built from real panic, real loss, and real love. Health tracking. Emergency vet finder. Activity logs. Training tools. Backup and export so you never lose your pet’s records. Built by a pet parent who learned the hard way that our pets deserve better tools than what exists today.

I’m not asking for downloads. I’m asking for honesty.

If you’re a pet parent, a dog person, cat person, bird person, any person who has ever felt their heart stop because their baby was in trouble, I need your eyes on this.

Join the open beta. Break it. Tell me what’s missing. Tell me what matters.

Because PawHub wasn’t born in a boardroom. It was born from a parrot I couldn’t find and a puppy I almost lost.

For Max. For Sky. For every pet parent who deserved better in their worst moment.