Kerqus was born long before it had a name. When I was 10 years old, my father passed away, and with him I lost a huge part of the support I had at home. But something he planted in me stayed forever:

From him, I learned to see the ones others overlook, to rescue those left on the street, and to understand that a pet isn’t “just an animal,” but a true member of the family. After he was gone, living with animals became a constant challenge. My mother, although she loves them, never found sharing a home with them to be especially pleasant. Still, I couldn’t stop. That love was already in my heart, unstoppable. So I had to get creative—to make living with animals as smooth as possible, almost imperceptible. To create harmony for everyone, even for the person who wasn’t fully convinced. Later, when I moved away to study architecture and lived with my brother, the same situation repeated itself. And even as life changed—I got married, I had a home of my own—one belief remained fixed in my mind: living with pets should never feel like a burden, not for me, not for my family, and not for the home itself. Because I came to understand something painfully real: one of the most common reasons animals are abandoned isn’t a lack of love—it’s family pressure caused by day-to-day living challenges. And I wanted to build the opposite: a home where loving and rescuing animals didn’t create conflict.