Mom came in the other night and somehow this flying bug started taunting me all around. I couldn't even concentrate on greeting mom, Googie and I just focused totally on getting this fly. We were totally intent on catching it. No amount of height was an obstacle, at least for ME.
That fly taunted me over and over again - I jumped way high several times; sometimes above the lamp, then up against the wall. I was like a crazed cat but with a mission.
Then Googie caught it and I watched from a distance. I knew not to disturb his 'kill' 'cause he would've bit my head off. But would you believe that silly boy didn't know what to DO with it? He had it right there between his paws and he let it go!
So then the chase started up again and this time? I was intent on getting it! And I DID. I did.. I caught it in mid-air and grabbed it in my mouth. Googie looked over at me and tried to get at me but I wouldn't let him. I ran up the stairs quickly with my kill and found a private spot all the way back [under the dining table].
Finally, I let my 'kill' down - I had total control of it. Until mom came. She took my kill. I scooted away leaving it behind and ... she took my kill! [with a paper towel and threw it in the garbage].
I walked away with my ears down... I just couldn't believe it.. THIS is what I get for getting it? Googie tried to approach me. "Googie please, not now... I'm just gonna disappear for a while". I was SO deflated I just didn't wanna deal with anyone any more.
[Sadly, she left us for a while and went to another room.. ]
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"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.
Deputy Baby G
Gabriel at top left, tabby Princess right next to him; taken by foster mom before my adoption.
A pet reincarnation story. A story of a cat who came back to reunite with her human lifelong friend. She lived for nineteen years, passed on, and returned just a few short months later.
PRINCESS's STORY
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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Princess, Gabriel, Bella, and Little Getty
Princess Reincarnated
Gabriel ("Googie") - Mancat of the House
Katie Kitty - The Young Minx
Bella - the Alpha cat
The Baby
Deputy Baby G
Little Getty (The Cat That Can't Be Touched)
Princess & Gabriel's Kittenhood
Gabriel at top left, tabby Princess right next to him; taken by foster mom before my adoption.
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