Our First Frenchie – Paris

Paris was our very first French Bulldog—and what a story she has brought into our lives. For over 20 years, my husband dreamed of owning a Frenchie. It was his one wish, and after decades of waiting, that dream finally became reality the day Paris joined our family.

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From the very beginning, Paris made it clear that she was no ordinary dog. She is the Alpha of our home—stubborn, impossible at times, and with a mind completely of her own. While she tolerates the rest of us, she only truly listens to her dad, who she has wrapped tightly around her little paw.

Paris rules our household in her own hilarious way. At night, she insists on sleeping right on top of him—snoring loudly and farting her way into the morning. And somehow, as ridiculous as it sounds, we wouldn’t have it any other way.

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Paris is more than just a dog—she’s family, queen of the couch, and the heart behind why we fell head over heels for the French Bulldog breed. She may run the house, but she also filled it with laughter, love, and the unmistakable charm that only a Frenchie can bring.