The reason this exists
A dog named Max.
Max was my dog. We were rarely more than a room apart. If I went quiet for too long, he noticed before anyone else did.
He was sick for most of his life. My mum spent countless thousands trying to get him fixed — operations, specialists, years of it. He took all of it without ever complaining, and kept being good to everyone around him regardless. Eventually there was no honest reason to keep taking him back, and we had to let him go.
I looked up to him. Still do. He carried something heavy and never once used it as a reason to stop being good — and that is the entire idea behind Anyway.
The money works like this: all of it goes to the organisations we support, apart from what it costs to keep Anyway running — production, materials, and getting the clothing to you. Nothing hidden behind a percentage.
