Bark Bag

As some of you may be aware, for the month of December we are running a Buy One Give One campaign. This means that for every Bark Bag we send out (not just ordered!) in December we will also donate one to a dog in need. Pretty awesome campaign huh? I thought I would write this blog to give some insight into why we chose the particular charity we did and also why we have partnered with some pretty awesome suppliers for this campaign.

Let’s be honest. Dogs love to chew. Before Snowy had even turned 6 months he had managed to get through 3 pairs of heels, one coffee table leg and half of the chair legs to our new dining table set. There are a wide variety of chew treats and toys available in the market. One of these products is rawhide and it is widely available in many forms. From simple cut sheet pieces to pressed pieces in the shape of bones and more exotic shapes such as Christmas crackers.

The most common question we get asked is “what comes in a Bark Bag?”. The easy reply would be lots of goodies that your dog will absolutely love! However this doesn’t do justice to our service or recommendation engine Scout. The truth of the matter is not quite so simple. Like a personal shopper, Bark Bag selects different things for each client as each dog will have a unique profile. Just like Lady Gaga’s personal shopper will return with a very different bag of goodies to Catherine Middleton’s (sorry I should say Duchess of Cambridge), your dog’s bag could look very different to ol’ Charlie’s down the road!

Let me introduce you to Scout - our personal shopper powered by artificial intelligence. He’s just a little bit fancy and makes Bark Bag completely different to anything currently available on the market. How is Bark Bag different? Bark Bag was created to provide a more customised experience for our canine clients. We found that existing services were unable to offer customisation beyond the size of the dog which meant there would inevitably be (for us anyway) some products left over or untouched.

After years of pleading (with a bit of bribery and bargaining thrown in for good measure) Mikie finally agreed to get a dog. Snowy very promptly entered into our lives not long after. We were completely unprepared for the effect he would have on our lives. The house rules for snowy went something like this: Snowy is not allowed on any of the furniture Snowy is allowed on the couch only and only when supervised Snowy is allowed on the furniture any time but not the bed Snowy is not allowed to sleep in the bedroom Snowy can sleep in the bedroom but in his bed Snowy can sleep and roam wherever he damn well likes Look at his face - how could anyone say no?