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, January 11, 2012

Anatomy of A Cat Fight - And Then Some




Ah was paying mom company as usual this time of night bah the 'laptop' thang, all comfy in mah spot so close to her. Then Ah heard a noise, a big 'thud'! Something was wrong out bah the other room and Ah was gonna find out whaat.

So Ah stood up and looked toward the next room. Ah didn't like the sound of that bang-up. Ah jumped down and went to investigate 'cause Ah look out for mah little Getty.

And what do Ah find but MAH little Getty in a corner with miss Bella there having threatened her, cornering her. What in the hale?!!

Ah proceeded to get involved, mah ears up and perked and Ah'm beginning to stare in Bella's direction as Ah get ready to step closer under the table where she's at. Mom was right behind me. Ah decided Ah was gonna do it MAH way: Ah'll just go and have a little talk with her, is all... Meanwhile, little Getty was able to get away from that corner and ran over to mom's room.

"You okay honey?" mom asked her. "eeeh..", Getty responded wearily.

Ah cawntinued to deal with Bella, meanwhile. Ah stood upright as she was scooting down, feeling threatened, and growling at me. "Ah don't thank what you deeed is right..", Ah tried to tell her in a nice way. Ah made no fuss, Ah made no sounds, Ah deed not trah to intimidate her. Ah just stood and looked at her and passed on mah thoughts. Well, she didn't laike that. She cawntinued to growl and in a very lame and might Ah say undignified wah, she moved on a few steps further away from me. Trying to ignore me.

Well, that didn't cut it. Ah stepped it up and followed her. "We're not through, Bella. Ah told you Ah don't think what you did is right.. You can't go after the little one, Ah told you that bafawre." Little Getty was now watching the whole scene with mom behind her, and Pipi was next to them too.. They were all three of them quiet.

Ah turned briefly to little Getty who tried to come closer to us and nodded to her to get out of harm's way and go downstairs. Ah waited until she was gone, Ah didn't want her to see me go after Bella. Bella bah this time kept trying to get away from me and scurried over to the other side of the coffee table in the "living room". Well now Ah had her cornered for sure.

Ah approached, slowwwly lifting one fluff leg over the bottom bar of the 'coffee table', slowly lifting the other fluff leg. Ah approached her all the while staring her in the eye, and the closer Ah got, the huffier she got, ducking low with her ears pasted to her head. Her growl got stronger and louder. Ah let out mah snort right bafawre Ah seized the moment and lifted mah paw to slap her one. Or two.

It was all hale brake loose.. she screamed and ran for cover. Pipi ran over to us at that moment and stood between us.

"Googie, please!!! That's enough!", she tried to tell me. Ah stood there, watching Bella hide next to the couch...behind PIPI, if you can imagine that.

"Awrright, Pipi. Ah'm done."

Ah walked away, satisfied that Ah got mah meaning across to that bully.
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