So what can I say about Wilhelmina...well, she is your typical Chihuahua. If you've ever owned one, then you know exactly what she is like. I “met” Wilhelmina on the day of our wedding October 13, 1998. I had a fish bowl that I wanted to put a pair of goldfish in to display at the reception. She was at the petstore in a box with a Minpin puppy. The Minpin was being mean to her, and beating her up. She was so incredibly cute, but being that it was our wedding day, I had to get what I came for, and go. I went home, and told my aunt about her while she did my hair. A couple days later I decided to return the goldfish to the store, and see if she was still there. She was! I mentioned her to Mike and one evening we were in the area and decided to see if she was there. She was! The Minpin was also still there, still beating up on her. We held her and decided to go get our kitty to see if she would be nice to him. She seemed to do OK with him, so we decided to get her. The kitty and her were about the same size when we got her. The kitty quickly started to get bigger though. We had Wilhelmina in a playpen when we were not home. The kitty could get in and play with her anytime he wanted. They had a love/hate relationship. We often came home to see 2 heads pop up out of the pet bed. The kitty put Wilhelmina in her place, which was good for everyone, since Chihuahua's tend to think they are the center of the universe. Unfortunately, the kitty had to find another home due to allergies, and all that he taught her about her place went slowly out the window. She now thinks she is the center of the Universe. She will bark at an ants fart...and thinks she can take on the neighbor's pitbull?! When she was still a puppy I took her everywhere with me including the grocery store. She was so adorable and small that nobody minded a dog at a store that sold food. Then when she got a little bigger, someone decided they didn't appreciate a dog at the store, so she had to stay home. She ended up growing to be a larger sized Chihuahua compared to most others. She weighs about 8 lbs., where most are around 3-5lbs. At one time she weighed 12 lbs.?! The vet was very concerned and recommended she be on a light diet food. Mike claims that he does not like Wilhelmina. He tells everyone that she is a horrible dog. But I know better because one day Wilhelmina got really sick, and we had to rush her to the emergency vet. They ran all sorts of tests, and could not figure out what was wrong. He was very concerned about her, and wanted her to get better! She did get better and she's still her Chihuahua-y self. Overall, Wilhelmina has been a fun dog, and regardless of her flaws we love her, and we think she loves us too.