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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Thursday, March 3, 2011

Big Game

Mom came home tonaight and she brought in a whole bunch of those bags that Pipi's so scared of, they make that crunchy noise and awl. But she always stops at the last meenute because she realizes that her 'nummy num' is in there somewhere.

Anywah, mom went "upstairs" to the kitchen and got busy right away. Awl those bags were left down there, "downstairs".

And the door was left open to the forbidden place ... the place where mom always comes from, outsade. This waus mah chance. There was no way Pipi waus gonna hold me back, no warnin' she tried to tale me... Ah cawnvinced her to just stay bah the door to be the lookout.

So Ah ventured through the door to see what awl was out there, see what Ah could fand, what Ah could discover and explore. And explore Ah deed.. Ah found plenty. Ah found this dark thang just waiting for me to grab it with mah mouth, it pretty much looked to me laike it might've bean alive.

Next thang Ah know, mom is at the door [and I see his orange butt bobbing away at the back of the car in the -closed-garage].

Ah quickly disappeared from her sight, went the uther wah and then made it back to the door bafawre she could see me.

"Googie!! What did you DO?!!", Pipi urged me. "She's right there! She's gonna see you!" Ah turned around while still bah the door and mom was looking right at me. Ah still had mah big game in mah mouth and waus looking for a good place to plop it down when Ah realized that mom was after it too. Ah mean, the moment she saw me with the thang hanging from mah mouth, she wanted it so badly, she just charged at me and tried to get it!!

Aw, NO!! Nawwww! You ain't gonna git this out of mah mouth, it's MINE. She reached over at me again but Ah ran upstairs and out of her reach. Ah could hear her scream after me, yelling "NO! NO!", but Ah wouldn't have any. This thang? Was MINE, and nobody's gonna take it away from me. This is mah first big game.

Ah kept it dangling from mah mouth while evading mom's reach every time. Ah ran awl the way "upstairs", under the [desk], then ran to her room, and awl the while she'd be just within a leetle space within reach but Ah kept escaping.

Ah finally went downstairs under the big thang in the main room [under the dining table] for cover. And Ah ate it.

She came down just after Ah had finished it off. "WHAT did you DO?!!!.. Ahhhh!!! ", she screamed. Ah waus no longer so keen to escape her naw. Ah just bounced over to the kitchen and went to the corner and sat down. The deed was done and Ah waus just gonna get out of her way and face the music awl at once. "You're gonna get SICK!", she screamed at me.
That's awkay - just don't take mah big game away from me.

Ah hung out bah the kitchen floor like nuthing happened. And then when mom went to do whatever she does on the thang [computer], Ah decided Ah waus gonna make mah approach. But she flicked her head abruptly at me, and we made eye contact. Intense eye contact, Ah might admeet. Ah suddenly stopped mah stride, mah eyes got bigger, as Ah quickly studied her face. Nope, this is steel nawt a good time. Ah'm gonna gingerly pass on bah, and let 'er cool down a little more.

[He's now plopped on the other side of my laptop -- but is not trying to ingratiate himself by rubbing his face to mine like usual.]

[Gabriel forayed into the closed garage space while I still had groceries to bring in from the car and found an old brown crunchy leaf. I suppose I gave it more value by attempting to take it out of his mouth.]

:)

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