From Grief to Gold: Why I Started The Tink Pot Heart Fund

They say don’t make decisions in grief. But what if the grief itself is your calling card?

The morning Bella passed away, I sat in stillness trying to catch my breath. The silence in my home wasn’t peaceful—it was piercing. My Persian princess was gone. No gentle paw steps. No melodic meows. Just echoes of a love that now had nowhere to land.

But grief, when faced head-on, transforms. It reveals purpose underneath the pain. That’s when the Tink Pot Heart Fund was born. Not just as a memorial—but as a mission.

HCM took my baby girl without warning. A silent cardiac disease common in cats, especially Persians, HCM often goes undiagnosed until it’s too late. Bella had routine care, vaccinations, grooming—yet no one caught it. That shook me.

So I decided to catch it for someone else.

The TinkPot Heart Fund is for more than just donations. It’s education. It’s a movement. It’s a virtual embrace to every pet parent who’s ever whispered “I miss you” into an empty room.

Thank you for walking with me through this. Bella wouldn’t want tears—she’d want action. And that’s what this is: purposeful, passionate action.