Paris Hylton, aged 15 years 9 months is survived by her loving family; Kenny, Trish, Chris, Brittany, and Jacob. She crosses the Rainbow Bridge to join her life partner, Brock. Paris was loved each and every day of her life and we were blessed enough to be the ones to give her that love.

She provided us with happiness on the gloomiest of days, companionship during the loneliest of times, and more unconditional love than we thought any living thing could give. Paris’ favorite things were car rides, walks, and food… lots and lots of food. Even in her waning days, she knew when Jacob was cooking or eating and was right at his side waiting for her share.

During car rides she would climb into any passenger’s lap and stick her little nose out the window to get a whiff of every smell she could. If you mentioned car ride, “go bye bye”, or walks, she would go crazy and be ready to go that very instant, seriously, you did not say those words unless you were ready to walk out the door right then, unless you wanted an antsy dog practically trying to pull you out of the house. When we resorted to spelling the word walk out, she learned what it meant and would react the same way as if you said the word… Yes, Paris learned how to spell. One of our favorite things to do on a walk would be during the final stretch, taking her leash off and telling her to go home. She would casually make her way home. Never falling too far behind as she would run (sideways, mind you) to catch up to her companion. Or if we fell too far behind her, she would stop and wait for us before continuing on.

Paris was easily the smartest dog our family has ever encountered. A perfectly behaved and obedient companion, it truly made her a family member. When she was ready to come inside she would not howl or bark, she would politely knock on the door.

Paris enjoyed getting extra exercise by aggressive play with Jacob. You would have thought during the play time she was ready to eat him alive, but the very moment play time stopped, she happily climbed into his lap and was very content there.

Paris was never one that particularly cared for fetch… but catch? Yes, Paris loved to play catch. Paris and Jacob would play catch often, where Jacob would take a beach ball and toss it to her, she would hit it with her snout right back to him with some serious force.

One favorite story was when Kenny and Jacob tried to give Paris a haircut. Let’s just say it did not turn out well. Uneven and random clumps missing, we distinctly remember Trish saying “the poor dog needs to stay inside, because all the other dogs will be laughing at her!” Eventually the hair grew back out and Kenny and Jacob were barred from ever trying that again.

Jacob’s favorite line when someone asked “is she a corgi?” was simply “nope, just a slightly overweight terrier”. But she was our slightly overweight terrier, and perfect in every sense.

Some of the more lighthearted memories of Paris is how she would settle down on a couch or bed and routinely place just her head on the pillow and cover herself up as if she was a person laying down. We truly think this dog understood people habits better than dogs are credited for.

Paris’ loved every person, but her bond was incredibly strong with her family. The mutual love was felt for nearly 16 years, we will always love her, remember her, and we will certainly miss her. Parisdog, you were the best dog and you were our babydog. We do not mourn her for being gone. Instead, we celebrate the life she lived, the happiness she gave, and the love we felt. We celebrate that she is now free, saved from any pain and playing in the meadows across the Rainbow Bridge.