Our Story
Founded by Amy Palmer in Dubai, BONE & BOWS was born from a simple belief: the dogs and cats we love most deserve the same quality and comfort as we do.
The two who started it all are Bella and Rocky.
Bella is a little princess — loving, clever, and good at reading your energy when you need comforting. She's also bossy, fiercely independent, and does exactly what she wants at all times. Rocky is the sweet boy, loving and happy, and quietly fussy about his bed. He'll only settle if the bedding is super soft, fluffy and high quality, and he'll move around the house until he finds the most comfortable, luxurious spot.
They're fifteen now, and as they've grown, Amy has put more and more thought into every part of their day — the bed they sleep on, the collar they wear, the bag they travel in, the food, treats and vitamins they're given. Every detail matters, because they matter.
Amy takes them everywhere — to cafés, on holidays, and of course halfway across the world. When they landed in Dubai, she couldn't find a single piece that was both properly made for them and beautiful enough to live in her home. After fifteen years of loving these two, she knew exactly what a good pet product should feel like: high quality, practical, good for them, and beautiful enough that you're happy to see it in your living room every day.
Nobody was making all of that at once. So she made her own.
BONE & BOWS is for the dogs and cats we love most. For every pet who is quietly the centre of someone's world.
Rocky's Favourite
The Cocoon is Rocky's. He curls into a tiny ball right in the middle of it and lets the raised edges do the rest, soft, padded sides that come up around him like a gentle pair of arms. He's so small they support him completely. Head tucked in. Paws folded under. Safe.
It lives in a quiet corner of the house, away from the noise, his own little hideaway for the deepest, longest sleeps.
Bella's Favourite
Bella prefers the Lounger. She likes room to move, curled into a tight little ball one hour, stretched out flat on her tummy the next, paws splayed. Through the night she shifts and resettles, finding whichever shape feels right.
Wherever she lands, her head goes on the padded edge, chin tucked, cheek pressed in, completely at ease.