A memorial song for a companion animal
A song built only from what you remember. Their name, the hour they waited by the door, the end of the sofa that was theirs. We write it, we compose it, you listen. You decide after that.
We write their song. You listen first. You only pay if it moves you.
Hear Milo’s song
What is inside
Made entirely for them, from the things only you know.
Their memorial page, on mobile
A one-of-a-kind track, written from your memories and nothing else.
MP3, yours to keep
A beautiful online tribute, to share with the people who loved them.
Online forever
Friends and family add their own photos and messages, whenever they want.
Unlimited invites
Printable artwork carrying the words of their song.
Print-ready file
We can also publish it on Spotify and the other streaming platforms.
If you want it
Their songs
Press play. These are real tracks, made from real memories.
« Didn’t expect this to hit me the way it did. The line about her spot on the sofa finished me off. I still look over there sometimes without thinking. Thank you for giving us something of Tilly to keep. »
« Barney was always waiting at that gate with something in his mouth 😂 When that came up in the song I laughed and cried at the same time. That’s exactly how I want to remember him. »
« My mum sent this to our family WhatsApp and none of us got through it dry-eyed. Nell really did run the whole house. Even the tennis ball detail was spot on. Such a lovely thing to have now. »
« 22 years is such a huge part of your life. I listened to this in the car after work and just sat there for ten minutes afterwards. Thank you for putting Bracken into words when I couldn’t. »
« I wasn’t ready for hearing her name sung out loud. Cried pretty much straight away. Miss you every day Pops, you were such a funny little thing 🤍 »
« Played it once on my own and had to stop halfway through. Then played it for my husband that evening and we both just sat there crying. Twelve years still wasn’t enough, mate. »
« The bit about her sitting by the window absolutely broke me because that was her. I don’t think I’ve listened to it once without crying yet. Love you Pepper. »
« I bought this for my dad for Father’s Day as Alfie was basically his shadow for 13 years. He made it about 20 seconds in before he completely lost it. We’ve played it so many times since. »
« Honestly thought it might feel a bit cheesy but it didn’t at all. It sounded like someone had actually known her. Had a proper cry in the kitchen listening to it. Miss you Maisie girl x »
« He used to sleep beside me making this ridiculous little snoring noise, so the title alone got me. Hearing our memories turned into a song was beautiful. My big soft boy forever. »
The lyrics
They are your own sentences, put back in rhythm. If you mention an old green ball nudged against your ankle, it is in the verse. Nothing is invented, nothing is added.
The laptop clicked shut and you knew the sign
Old green ball at my ankle, right on time
Out to the garden with the rain coming down
We stayed out walking while the evening turned around
Milo, run the whole way home
Every mile we ever knew
No evening here was spent alone
There was never a day like you
Milo, run the whole way home
Three steps
Five short questions. What they did almost every day, the odd little habit, the memory you would replay. You do not have to write well, only truthfully.
Under five minutes
The lyrics come from your own words and invent nothing. Then the music arrives, in the colour you picked: piano, guitar, strings or folk.
Two to four minutes of waiting
Their whole song, with their name inside. If it sounds like them, you keep it. If it does not, you pay nothing.
You decide after hearing it
Nothing is asked of you before you have listened.
The first listen
« I bought this for my dad for Father’s Day as Alfie was basically his shadow for 13 years. He made it about 20 seconds in before he completely lost it. We’ve played it so many times since. »
Lucy · for Alfie
See their pagePeople say the same thing over and over: nobody around them treated this loss as a real loss. A song that names the animal and tells their days is a way of saying it counted.
Questions
You answer five precise questions about them: a habit, a quirk, a memory, what their presence changed. The lyrics are written from your answers, with nothing added. The music is then composed in the mood you picked. You listen, then you decide.
The same steps as in any studio, one after the other. A songwriter reads your answers and writes the lyrics from them, inventing nothing. A beat maker picks the backing that suits the mood you chose, then shapes it around the words. A singer records the vocal. The two are mixed together, and the finished song goes up on your page. The waiting screen names each step as it happens, so you always know where your song has got to.
Their song as an MP3, their online memorial page, the wall where family add their own photos and messages, and the lyrics as printable artwork. The song and the artwork download and stay yours.
The song celebrates their life, not their death. Their habits, their quirks, the happy moments: that is nearly the whole text. It often brings tears, but they tend to be the kind people want to keep.
About four minutes. The lyrics take around a minute and a half, the music about the same. The page counts down and tells you which step the studio is on. There is nothing to refresh and nothing to watch over.
You can edit the lyrics yourself, have them rewritten, or change the mood while keeping the same text. And if nothing works, you get your money back within fourteen days, no questions asked.
Their name, the species, how many years you had together, then concrete scenes: where they settled, what they did and at what hour, the exact gesture. The more precise you are, the more the song belongs to them and nobody else.
Yes, and for a rabbit, a horse or a bird. There are more cats than dogs in most households anyway. The questionnaire adapts to the species, and so do the moods.
One song, one companion
A few memories, a few minutes, and you listen. Price only comes up afterwards, once you know what their song sounds like.
A studio-quality MP3, up to four and a half minutes, yours to keep and to share.
Their photo, their song, and a wall where family and friends can leave a photo and a few words.
Every word, laid out to frame or to keep.
We can also publish it on Spotify and the other streaming platforms, if you want it.
If it does not sound like them, we write it again. You have fourteen days to say so.
No card needed · 14-day refund, no questions asked
In memory of our lovely Milo. 2009 – 2025.
No card needed · 14-day refund
