Save My Fur Baby

How It All Began

In the spring of 2020, while the world was gripped by uncertainty, a single phone call planted the seed for what would become Save My Fur Baby.

As a Realtor who often helps families with estate sales, I received a call from my good friend, Chuck Segal—a dedicated funeral director with a heart of gold. He told me of a man in his late seventies who had collapsed during his daily walk in Hudson, Florida and sadly passed away. Chuck asked if I could connect with the man’s sister in Illinois to see how I might assist.

The very first question I asked her was simple but urgent: “Did he have any pets?” Her answer? She didn’t know.

The Turning Point

I couldn’t stop thinking about the possibility of a furry friend left inside the home with no food, no water, and no one coming. Without hesitation, I drove to the man’s townhouse. I peered through the windows—nothing. A neighbor confirmed, “No dog here,” but he couldn’t be sure about a cat or another animal.

Weeks later, when the family finally entered the home, they found no pets. A relief, yes—but also a wake-up call. What if there had been a dog, a cat, or even a bird waiting, unseen and unheard? Time would have run out.

That moment was the spark.