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, January 9, 2011

The Fear

Mah day started the same way as any uther day, really. Ah waited outsade by mom's door and then started scratching and asking her to open up. And after she did, Ah jumped on the bed and began to paw her here and there and putting mah face nose-to-nose to hers. Een retrospeact however, Ah do recawl naw something about the word "doctor" being said but Ah didn't pay too much mand at the time.

As mom went down to the kitchen, Ah disappeared "downstairs". And then she came down and just bah her whole demeanor, Ah could tale somethin' waws off. Ah walked on toward her hesitantly from the window, watching her all the while as she quickly went over to a place Ah didn't expect her to go. She leaned down and reached over to that box thang [the carrier] - and right then and there, Ah knew... Ah knew this was mah deesaster.

Ah tried to flee but she caught me. She trahd to put me in that thang and Ah wouldn't have any, let me tale you. A scuffle ensued... Ah just couldn't believe it, Ah was actually battling mom.. Mah claws came out, mah paws resisted her hands with awl mah might, Ah cried fowl.

She finally lost her grip on me and Ah fled "upstairs", way up there and went hidin' under the bed. Ah just knew this moment would come... After awl this time, even though everytin' waws goin' fane, Ah just KNEW the day would come when Ah would be taken... Taken out of mah home again..

She came in after me again. Aw, naw... Nawt again... She knelt down on the floor to fand me and Ah just couldn't take it any moare: Ah actually hissed at mom, and not just once either. When that didn't work, Ah resorted to cat-cursing, Ah figured Ah would attempt to inteemidate her bah mah low, low, growl voice: "STAY AWAY! AH'M WARNING YOU!", Ah threatened in no uncertain terms.

It didn't work - she brought reinforcements, this thang with a long pole to force me out. Ah then ran to uther places but the doors were awl closed. And she finally closed in on ME... Before Ah knew it, Ah was in the [carrier]. And then what do Ah see: PIPI was right across from me, in her own box. Thangs started closing in on me, Ah just felt Ah was gonna die... "Gaaww!!", Ah screamed... "It's OKAY", mom would say. "Nothing's going to happen to you, it's okay.. we're just going to the 'd-o-c-t-o-r"..

Next thang Ah knew, Ah'm in some uther place, it wasn't home. And Ah hear a man's voice, definitely nawt someone like mom, let me put it that way, he was a lot moare like me. Mom took me out of the box and Ah could see again awl around me. Ah could tale between mom and him that thangs were gonna be okay.

Huh.... Okay, this man was naice. Yeah, he waws. He was talking to mom the entire time, and Ah liked him. He stuck something in mah ear, but Ah didn't mand. He grabbed mah mouth and opened it, and even grabbed mah eyes and stretched one... and Ah steel didn't mand. Ah was barely conscious of Pipi over 'dere to mah right, who was quietly sitting still as the night.. in her own box.

Huh... So...this awl was about 'dees?? Whah when Ah went back to mah box, Ah got comfortably settled in and even trahd to do a 'belly-belly' to trah and appease mom.

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