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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Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Gabriel Obliges

Hah, y'awl.. Ah gotta tell ya, there's a new routine naw in the house... And Ah'm nawt sure what to make of it but Ah do oblige.

Ah laike to keep everybody happy, as you knaw... And Ah dawn't miss a thang so, mom duezn't really have to do much except tap me lightly on the shoulder. You see, there's only so much food to go around between Pipi and Ah. Ah mean the good food [wet food].

And so, after a little whaile? When Pipi and Ah are eating? Mom comes around and taps me with her finger on my shoulder. Ah know what to do you see... Ah just move away from the bowl immediately and let Pipi fineesh.

The other night mom came in with the good food and we hadn't had any for a while. Ah was lounging in the other room when Ah saw her put the good stuff on the bowl and Pipi ran right over to it. Ah just resigned to it and didn't move... Ah just figured mom would block me again...
Ah'll just go when Pipi is fineeeshed, it's beeest.

[Gabriel needs to watch how much he eats - he has gotten way too big for being just one year's old now... And I can't believe all I have to do is just touch him lightly on the shoulder .. He just gets it and backs off, the poor boy... Well, not 'poor' really.. He's got a lot of belly on him as it is.... ]
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Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Klepto Kitty - Revisited

After watching the Klepto-Kitty video one more time I now realize what's happened to my missing short USB cable.... Princess swiped it!! .. I could not figure out how is it that I am losing random stuff that I normally don't lose.. like this short little USB cable that connects my cell phone to my PC so that I can upload more videos. (Oh, but wait: I did get an upgrade now - I got myself an actual Sony Handycam! )

So now I have to figure out where she's stashed it.. Probably the same place where she stashed the missing cap to the water bottle, and the missing hair clip, the missing god-knows-what that I don't even know yet ..it's missing!

She is a TOTAL klepto, that cat. And if you all recall, one of the first things she DID, when she came into the house as a little kitten? Was to look under the stove and get back my long-ago-missing hair comb/barette.

Ha!
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Sunday, September 13, 2009

You Better Put That Back

I was skulking around mom's bedroom today, trying to find whatever I could to add to my klepto-stash.. I actually hit a bonanza! I could see something sticking out from high over my head and I brought it down and bingo! It was this little string making this little sound and I could smell another cat's scent on it! [Princess One's old collar lying next to her picture on my dresser.] I seized the moment and grabbed it in my mouth before mom could detect me as she was coming out of the small room. I gingerly bounced out of the room as nonchalant as possible before she could see me and trotted half-way down the stairs. But Gabriel met me there and saw what I had done. "I think she's gonna be mad, Pipi....", he warned. I let it drop and we both stood there, contemplating our next move. We looked upstairs to see what mom was up to.

She could tell something was up just by the way we both stood around, looking at her. "Whatever you do, don't run like a fool..", Gabriel warned. I usually would, you know. So mom came down the steps to find what I had taken. Apprehensive, I looked at her wondering what now. "So that's what you got, eh??!" She just picked it up and walked away with it and I guess we were off the hook. Oh well.
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Saturday, September 5, 2009

Ah Have A Seeestem

Hah, y'awl, Gabriel auv cawrse heare [of course here]. And let me tell ya: Ah have mah self a leetle seestem: You see, every thame Ah have to go in the mornin'? for numbah-two? Well, Ah have to go to the big, nace whaite bowl up 'dere, that's mah spot. And mom always leaves this piece of peipah in there (paper towel) and so, becawze Ah laike to keep everybody happy, Ah make sure that Ah use that piece of peipah and covah mah stuff up.

... Ah can take a hint. Agin.

[Sure he can... NOT. He continues to do his business on the spare bathroom's sink.. And I clean it up every morning, and every morning I leave a paper towel in there. And each following morning, I come in and find that he's used the paper towel to cover his stuff up. Prissy-boy. ... You awl gotta understaand: Gabriel's spirit just does not lend itself for... common "discipline" abuse.. I can't really yell at him or anything worse even... He is too... sensitive. ]
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Tuesday, September 1, 2009

A Little-Bit Auv Ensight

Hey, y'awl? You maght notice awn mah first video here that bafawre Ah launch mah ambush on the Dot? Ah take care to look around over at Pipi's direction. That would be because Ah didn't want her to see me losing it over the dot. Becauuze when she sees me do that? She comes and ambushes me, you see; she slaps me around and tells me Ah'm crazy for attacking a simple dot that duuusn't even move!

And so, that is whah Ah'm looking over mah shoulder laike that.
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