House of Chad didn’t begin as a brand — it began inside my home during one of the hardest chapters of my life. When someone I loved, Mitchell House, was living in his last days, I opened my door and tried to make the world feel softer for him. Creativity became our therapy. Art, humor, and little projects became the way we stayed connected, the way we coped, and the way we kept joy alive when everything felt heavy.
Mitchell’s spirit animal was a flamingo — bright, expressive, impossible to ignore. He brought that same color into the house, and the things he created during that time are still with me today. They’re reminders of his humor, his creativity, and the way he made ordinary moments feel special. I keep flamingos all over my home now — not as decorations, but as anchors. Symbols of him. Symbols of love.
And my own spirit animal is a frog — the little creature that paints the world with emotion. The frog is how I move through life: curious, sensitive, expressive, and always trying to turn feelings into something creative. Frogs fill my home too, sitting beside the flamingos, reminding me that healing and expression can live side by side.
Spirit animals matter here because they represent real people, real feelings, and real connections. They’re how we express the parts of ourselves we don’t always say out loud. They’re how we remember the people who shaped us.
House of Chad is built from those memories — from creativity as survival, comedy as connection, and the belief that art and laughter can make even the heaviest days feel lighter.
This is our story. This is our home. And we’re glad you’re here.
Art, music, and laughter are not hobbies — they are lifelines. They help us express what words alone cannot. They help us remember joy when life feels heavy. They help us reconnect with the parts of ourselves that trauma tries to silence.
In House of Chad, creativity is not optional. It is how we breathe.
Pets are not accessories in this house — they are healers. They sit with us in silence when silence is all we can manage. They nudge us back into the world when we’ve forgotten how to move. They remind us that love can be simple, unconditional, and wordless.
A dog’s steady presence. A cat’s quiet companionship. A parrot’s chatter. A chihuahua’s tiny heartbeat against your chest.
These are not small things. They are anchors.
Pets teach us gentleness, patience, and the courage to keep going. They are part of our mission because they were part of our origin — present in the room when Mr. House needed comfort, present in the home where healing began.