PRINCESS's STORY

"The Princess Diaries" began about fourteen years ago as emails to cat loving friends. They were stories about Princess's diary, a tabby cat who was born in 1989 when I rescued her. She was about four months old. She was in tune with everything I did or even think, she always amazed me so much, I just had to write about her. After nineteen years with me, she went to the Rainbow Bridge in August of 2008.

The house felt painfully empty after her passing. But I vowed never to replace her. In my heart, she was irreplaceable.
And then I started to see her in my dreams. Suddenly, I remembered one morning that I had seen her back in her healthy form and I was told "she is ready now". I was not sure what that really meant.

Just a couple of days later, I was led to a pet psychic by other people at an Expo event. It was an unplanned, spontaneous occurrence, I had not thought about visiting a pet psychic and did not even have a picture of her that they could use.
Princess' spirit came through the pet psychic who repeated those same words I had heard in the dream: "She is ready" .... to be born again.

How would I find her? How? She said it would be "like a Petsmart, one of those places".

I took it in stride. I still did not want to replace her with any other cat. One day, about 2 months later, I found myself suddenly making a turn off the main road into a Petco I never go to, away from my area. I felt compelled to go in even though I had no other cats to care for. I spotted an adoption fair poster in there... and I heard clearly in my heart and mind the thought that 'you've got to follow up on this - don't let it go'. I did.

I returned for the adoption fair and as I entered, I began to feel like I was in a trance.. I kept looking in cages but could not "feel it". Finally, I came to the end of the cage line and I stood motionless, staring at this tiny tabby baby sleeping on top of a larger orange fluffy kitten. She was less than 2 months old. As I stood there, contemplating my feelings, the orange kitten stood up and came to the front of the cage, reaching out to me with his paw... He let out a meow at me as he saw me take a few steps away, mulling this sight over in my mind. I turned to see this kitten holding out his paw at me, literally meowing for me to come back...

When Princess II came home with Gabriel, she was barely 2 months old. And she knew. She knew all the old tricks and phrases - and she wanted to show me exactly what she knew.
She was born in the same type of body, a tabby.

I could not tell while she was a tiny baby but she grew to have the same type of bow-legged look to her hind legs. She also carried the same fear. Princess was fearful of the scrunchy sound of plastic or paper bags all throughout her life with me, it may have been something that had happened to her in her first 4 months of life before I rescued her. She also had a herniated belly when I found her in 1989. Now this new kitten, as she grew, had a slight protruding feel on the same spot of her belly, although vets did not detect anything 'wrong' with it.

To this day, the new Princess is still fearful of scrunchy bag sounds while no other cat in the household is.
"It's time for beddie bye now", I said when she returned to the house as a two-month old - and on cue, she climbed up the stairs immediately and looked down at me from upstairs for my reaction. I was just floored ...this little kitten responded to a phrase she never heard of before. "Wanna get some 'nummy-num'?" - Yes! She ran to the bowls. This was her first time as a new kitten in the house.

It was a miracle - and we are still living it. It has been now been over 8 years later now since her new incarnation.

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Sunday, March 22, 2009

The Evolution of Gabriel Greer

Gabriel has had his 6th month birthday now. He was said to be born on September 16th, 2008 and March 16th marked his sixth month in life. When he first arrived in the home, he was quite unsettled and nervous. For the following couple of weeks or so, he had displayed a ... 'bad temper', a very willful kind of attitude... kind of like.. "don't mess with meee when Ah'm playing!" and "don't mess with meee when I'm busy!". And, "don't smother me in front of 'Pipi'!!" :))

Well all that is in the past now. Gabriel (or, Googie just between you all and me), actually now stands in place enjoying the stroking of my hands on his back, from head to tail, over and over. He'll take the time-out and enjoy the love..

He has grown exponentially into a full-fledged, full-bodied adult-like male cat. But his voice is still squeaky and I'm now wondering if it will ever mature into a tom-cat's voice. His voice, actually, is the only way to tell that he is still technically a ... kitten. He's got this long fur all over, and his tail has grown to be very large and fluffy - it looks like a puffed out tail at all times. (No-no! He's not afraid of anything, trust me! :)) And his paws are huge and fluffy too. He's got this lion's mane-like fur all around his face and neck and chest, no wonder he used to be nick-named "the lion" in his foster-home. His eyes continue to change colors, sometimes they're hazel, sometimes they get a darker shade with a bit of green in them .. sometimes they looks hazel-gray. Depends on his mood.

And he comes to me every time I call him. That is, every time I call him "Gabriel". He comes bouncing over, fluffy tail up in the air, "chirping" at me "Mmmm???" And then he'll park on my stomach if I'm lying down and go to work on me. He closes his eyes and seems to go into a different realm as I start to stroke his head. He is the most affectionate cat I've ever known...
And Princess is taking all that in, so to speak, looking from just a foot away, as she seems content to just lie there and preserve her own independence. She doesn't seem jealous, she leaves us in peace to have our time together. (Besides, she gets her time with me later too. )

... Along with this 6th-month birthday, Gabriel is scheduled to go to the vet's this coming week, on Thursday, March 26th. And so is Princess. We are having a double-fixer kind of day, and I am dreading it. I don't know how this is going to affect him, as he appears to be more 'touchy' and sensitive than her. Yes, they are getting neutered that day, and I will be picking them up at the end of the day, I have opted not to leave them alone overnight in there.
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