Princess - The Cat Who Came Back: Runnin' Enterfearance

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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Friday, November 19, 2010

Runnin' Enterfearance

Ah tale ya, Ah trah to do mah best. But sometimes? Mah best isn't good enough.

Yesterday eeevening, Ah saw the storm gathering again between Pipi and mom in the living room and this time, Ah decided Ah waus gonna trah and get in between them.

Even though Ah steel dohn't understand whah it is that Pipi fands it so necessary to do what she does where she has to go mom's couch where she sits and makes a mess. But Ah do know it makes mom upset and mad and she ends up yellin' at Pipi.

So, this time, yesterday? Ah saw it coming and Ah prepared mahself. Ah saw mom coming from the kitchen right about the time when Pipi was sniffing around the couch where mom sits. So mom took on momentum, charging from the kitchen. And so did Ah, so did Ah. Ah ran towards Pipi: "Pipi! Honey? Whaat are you DOIN? Don't you remember this never ends up goood??!"

Pipi turned for a moment and then realized mom's coming at her fast.

"HEY! HEY!!! ", mom bellowed.

Ah deed mah best. Ah tried to shield Pipi but Ah guess it deedn't do any good. Pipi ended up running in her guilty-as-hell style again... As mom, now bah the couch, picked up the flyin' thang again. And here Ah waus, running after Pipi, traying to make sure she'll be okay... when the flyin' thang crashed right behand Pipi's butt.

Hale! Ah gawtta go too, naw! This is too muuuch...

Ah lost steam bah the fifth step above mom and looked down at her, between the railings. Ah looked down at the flyin thang, it waus now in a few different pieces.

Hhmmm... how did it do that? Ah looked carefully at the wreckage and studied mom's face.

"It's okay.. You're out of it, don't worry", mom said to me. Ah came down but then had to go check on Pipi for a whale becoze she wouldn't come down. So it was just me and mom on the couch then.

:(... [the 'flyin' thang' NEVER hits Pipi.. I make sure of it, okay? ]

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