The Cat Crew & How It All Began
Meowgical Stones is powered by crystals, moonlight and a little bit of cat hair.
We didn’t exactly plan to start a business - the cats did.
Some of our rescues had a shaky start in life and as a result, a few of them are a little more fragile, a little more high-maintenance and (let’s be honest) a little bit expensive. So in their infinite wisdom (and between naps) they came up with a brilliant idea:
Why not turn our passion for crystals and all things spiritual into something magical - and help support Ourselves?
And just like that, Meowgical Stones was born.
It all started with a few forgotten cats and a lot of love. Minnie was the first to arrive - tiny, shy and impossible not to adore. Then came Odin, Dusty and Mercury - all abandoned on a farm and brought into our lives with a bit of effort and a lot of heart. Each one came with quirks, mystery and more personality than we knew what to do with.
Later, Biscuit and Maizy arrived - left outside our old home by an unlicensed breeder, likely because they were boys and couldn’t produce kittens. One cuddle later, they never left.
And as for Cookie and Annabell? Well...... let’s just say Minnie wasn’t spayed yet (she’s tiny and the vet had concerns at the time) and Biscuit had other ideas. We accidentally created two new team members - and honestly, they fit right in.
What started as a rescue mission slowly turned into a furry little empire. Now we’ve got a full house, a crystal shop and a team of mystical misfits who supervise our every move.
Minnie
Title: Shadow Operations Director
Bio: Small but intense. Minnie is quiet, mysterious and hard to spot unless she appears suddenly from behind a curtain. She’s the mum of Cookie and Annabell, and probably a ninja. Does not do loud energy. Or interviews.
Odin
Title: Chaos Coordinator (Blind Division)
Bio: Odin may be blind, but don’t let that fool you, he’s a hunter at heart. He chases the others like a missile, bumps into stuff without caring and frequently stares into the astral plane. The rest of the cats go silent when he enters a room. Coincidence? We think not.
Dusty
Title: Head of Large-Scale Lounging
Bio: Dusty is big, soft and extremely introverted. A gentle giant with the energy of a soft rock. Doesn’t love crowds, prefers corners. Rumoured to have astral-projected once just to avoid social interaction.
Mercury
Title: Retrograde Risk Manager
Bio: Mercury is the embodiment of “don’t touch me unless you pet exactly how I want, when I want and for precisely 2.4 seconds.” She hates change, spins in weird circles and we love her strange little rituals. She’s probably from another realm.
Biscuit
Title: CEO (Chief Emotional Overseer)
Bio: Our slow-moving senior, full-time lap magnet and part-time zoomie machine. Biscuit is the softest sook in the house and the proud dad of Cookie and Annabell. When he’s not supervising from someone's knee, he’s napping like an old wizard recharging between spells.
Maizy
Title: Head of Emotional Growth
Bio: Our most successful introvert. Maizy spent years being scared of everything - now he’s one of the top snugglers. His transformation reminds us that healing takes time... and a lot of patience. Just don’t make sudden moves.
Annabelle
Title: PR & Affection Strategy Lead
Bio: The perfect blend of her mum (Minnie) and dad (Biscuit). Sooky, sweet and full of calming energy. Loves a cuddle and will absolutely pose like she’s the poster girl for emotional healing. A living rose quartz.
Cookie
Title: Customer Service (Loud & Confused)
Bio: Shouts for attention, shouts for food and shouts when you leave the room. Cookie isn’t the brightest, but he makes up for it with loud affection. Easily distracted. Wants love at all times and will tell you about it. Repeatedly.
Amai & Aaron
Title: Human Staff / Cat Servants
We're the ones who think we run the shop, Amai is the face of Meowgical Stones, creator of content, bringer of sparkle and head of human-cat relations. Aaron handles the back office, the spreadsheets and all the boring stuff the cats refuse to look at, but let’s be honest, the cats are in charge. We pack the orders, run the socials and open the tins. They decide what gets sat on, knocked over or spiritually approved. Sometimes they let us sleep.