Two Terriers wasn’t born in a boardroom. It started on a couch — but really, it started long before that with a boy who loves animals...
A few early mornings. Two Boston Terriers who didn’t care about pacing, the guy holding the leash, who realised that getting dragged up a mountain by something smaller than your backpack is sometimes the best reason to keep moving.
There was no real plan, besides building something meaningful. No five-year plan, just Ayla, always watching, always knowing. Ragnar, louder than necessary, softer than expected. And a rhythm that formed around them — one trail, one beach run at a time
The love for coffee came. Or maybe it was always there. Not a brand idea, something to carry. A flask, a moka-pot shared between friends. A tin mug rattling on the backpack. Something warm to hold while the dogs disappeared into the bushes. Something that made space, even on the days when nothing else did.
We don't want to impress, we want to grow to a brand that holds the kind of mornings worth waking up for.
Now it’s coffee, yes. And gear. And rescue. And community. But at the heart of it, it’s still what it was in the beginning: Two Boston Terriers, the mountains, the sea, nature and a reason to pause, and something worth carrying with you.
It started on the mountain, brewed in tin mugs, and poured between friends. There was no special process, a litle warmth, timing, and a reason to pause.
We roast in small batches, partnering with those who care about sourcing and handling. We don’t obsess over trends; we care more about how it tastes after the muddy walk than whether it scores a 90.
The way we move through the world still matters — in how we pack, where we walk, and what we leave behind.
Some of it’s obvious: choose slower routes, use less, carry what lasts. Knowing when convenience costs too much, or when gear that looks good doesn’t hold up when it counts.
We want to live like the land we walk on matters.
This brand wasn’t made to “give back.” It exists because two dogs gave first — and everything since has been an attempt to return the favour.
From the beginning, a portion of every sale has gone to rescue. But that’s just the structure. The heart is quieter than that — it’s in the vet bills covered late at night, the transport costs paid without a campaign, the dogs shared, fostered, carried, adopted, and mourned.
We’ve partnered with organisations like Boston Terrier Rescue South Africa. More will follow. Some already have.
This isn’t a cause we added. It’s the one we started with.
This little sassy, compulsive vixen still needs to submit her bio
He apparently sucks at writing bios as well, juggling all the barks and demands of the CEO & COO is pretty time consuming
