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, June 28, 2009

The Day of Horror

That day began just as faane as any awther day.. Mom went downstairs and Pipi and Ah just thought she was gonna go out the door, like she usually does. But then she took Pipi and put 'er in the box [carrier]. It was the same one Ah was in a while ago. This did NAWT bode well... Naw-naw.. This should not be happenin', not with mom anywah. Next thang Ah knew, mom came at me, cawling me bah mah name, beckoning to me. Aw-naw! Ah decided Ah was gonna fight this with all mah might. Ah knew what she was trying' to do. She was tryin' to put me in that other box Ah could see standin' there, next to Pipi's!! Aw-MAH-GOD!!

Ah gave it mah awl, is what Ah could do. At one point, Ah used both mah front paws against mom's legs as support to just... resist awl Ah could from gettin' into that box. Ah pushed and pushed back when Ah was put at its openin', let me tell ya. And then mom somehow took it, made it change shape, grabbed me and threw me in upside down... Naw, that wasn't elegant.. getting thrown in laike that... Aw-NAW!

Ah could feel me moving with it and Ah let out a scream [a heart-wrenching, please-don't-do-this-to-me scream, I might add... ] Mom tried to tell me it waws "okay" and awl... But Ah just wasn't buying it.. And Pipi started in on her too, Ah could hear her even though Ah couldn't see her. "Please, mom! Please! Don't let us go! Please!! Not again!"

Next thang we knew, we are at the place Ah was at bafawre... "the doctor's"... Mom kept tellin' us that. The box opened and Ah see Pipi comin' right over to me; we huddled together as tight as we could. "Pipi, honey... What are we gonna DO?!!" We huddled together deep into that box, not knowing what they were gonna do to us. Ah waws beginnin' to lose faith in mom because she was right there while awl this was happenin... She could she the terror in mah eyes..

Well... Then Ah guess "the doctor" came in and did thangs.. around us and awl.. And mom kept hugging me, tellin' me it was awl "okay"... They were tawlking about me, sometin' about how big Ah waws and other thangs Ah did nawt understand. Then "the doctor" had me up close to her and Ah waws patient with her... She waws awlright, Ah guess - Ah could put up with that. But oops! Somethin' got into my butt and Ah didn't quite laike that, Ah might say.

"It's okay, Gabriel.. It's the doctor! ... That's what the doctor does", mom said. "... Well, that's not what the doctor does all the time, thank god.. ", said "the doctor".

Awl in awl, Ah guess it waws "okay"... Pipi and Ah got back into our boxes. Well, Ah told her Ah wanted to go into hers this time and so we swapped. And then mom took us home ... we didn't feel the need to make a 'peep' on the way back. Except to hiss at some strange cat whaile we were waiting [for mom to pay the $427.00 tab...].

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