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, May 31, 2012

A Third Tail Thump



Ah am laying here next to mom on the counter and we bean furrever enjoyin' ourselves..She on her "laptop" thang, with her left hand awn me the whole time, petting me eento bliss. When Ah start to hear her tawlking to Bella below... "Bella?? ", she'll go..

Her attention eez diverted away from me. Well Ah'm not so happeh 'bout dat... So Ah flick mah tail a few times right about that time, getting a leetle edgy.

Mom stopped cawling Bella after mah third tail thump. Ah got her trained well, Ah may say so mahself.

Observing Cattiquette



GOOGIE'S GRIP:

Ah am beang mandful in this picture, about nawt disturbing miss Bella whale she eats.. Ah am beang SO careful as to walk a wide arc around her .. cause Ah wanted to go join mom who was standing there..


Babysitting Duty


Ah am doing mah baby-sitting duty right naw... Ah'm guarding little Getty while she's doing her business in the cat bathroom bah staying right outsade the door. Ah just don't like it when Ah see miss Bella chasin' mah baby-Getty just because she done trahd to use the cat bathroom.

Might as well primp while Ah'm at it..

On the Lookout





Ah done explained to Little Getty dat there's nuttin' to worry about.. But as you can understand, she wasn't so sure.. She stayed close to me.


[Little Getty always relies on daddy-Googie for guidance when a strange new thing happens in or around the house. ]



Ain't Gonna Run No More



Ah ain't too happeh about all this threatening commotion outsade. At least Ah got mah breakfast, the whole time keeping my eyes peeled at that stranger on the uther sade of tha glass...

Ah have decided Ah'm gonna stand bah mom here and keep a vigilant eye out. Ah ain't gonna run no more.

Besides: BELLA eez gonna make me feel silly for hading - and Ah don't laike to lose face to HER!

A Place of Cawntention



For mah protecteeve act of the day, Ah done stood bah mom whale she was in our cat bathroom... sitting on the whate throne.. Ah stood next to her looking out the door, like a guardian..

Cause dis bathroom here? Eez a place of cawntention..



A Self-Banishing



BELLA'S BITS:

I've been waiting for mom all evening.. She showed up kinda late again and I was right there anxious by the door. It's been "raining" all evening.. So I worried for her getting down in time for the "beepy" thing, and then when she made it I was right there brushing by her feet.

So we had our dinner and then I took my usual spot in the living room. I done away with that pesky scratching post that she always taps in front of my face.. it's been a real affront if you know what I mean. I kicked it all the way to the other end of the room and she realized it was missing and couldn't find it for a while.

So well.. redecorating my spot proved not to be enough.. I've been spending more and more time "downstairs" all by myself.. cause I just don't want to be hassled by ... GOOGIE!


In Your Face


PRINCESS:

I demanded quality time from mom tonite. I bided my time until she went on ahead upstairs for her nightly routine. And I crowded her in the bathroom, reaching out with my paw to her face and getting vocal when I never am! Meeeeow! I squealed.

(Strangely, when she comes up to my bedroom before bedtime, the others hang back...That's been the pattern, wonder how she manages that. )



Friday, May 25, 2012

An Understanding




We hung back tonight.. Mom came in, we got our dinner and then she went straight up to her room..

You see, we have reached an understanding between us the those two, miss Priss and Googie orange fluff: THEY get to have first rights to mom when she comes back home and she goes up to her room.

They have convinced us that they are somehow special (bite me!), and that they belong with her from the beginning and all kinds of stories they've huffed up on us...

So me and baby Getty just hang back when that happens at night, we let them go up and take care of mom. Not the same deal for the morning though, oh-no.





Thursday, May 24, 2012

Walking Together



BELLA'S BULLY BITS:

Mom came home and I greeted her first as usual (ahem! although I got the wrong door at first cause I was busy with my 'hunting' downstairs). So she brought bags and I eagerly waited by her side and walked up with her. As I stepped on the living room, Googie made way for me to pass, he slowed down and stopped for me. I too, acknowledged him politely, as we looked at each other: "Is dinner ready?", he asked me.

"Yes it will be, let's go." And together, side by side, we became the first to walk into the kitchen. Mom and Pipi trailing behind us.

Taking Solace in the Hunt


BELLA'S BULLY BITS:


I got hijacked this morning while I'm stradling the box trying to pi in peace. So as I stradle the box and squat in that compromising position, who busts in but orange punk fluff, demanding to know why I'm in there. Good thing I got done in time, now all I had to do was scoot out but he wouldn't let me.

So I got stuck waiting, stooping on the floor... Mom saw him and saved me: "She has to go to the bathroom too you know!! ", she said to him. He backed off and I escaped. I took solace to watching the birds and that crazy squirrel downstairs by the big glass... Anything to take my mind off of this....just occupy myself.

( mommy let her concentrate on her virtual hunting and slipped on out for the day. Just pray he left her alone. )

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Curbing the Cat




Ah done decided that tonaight? there ain't enough time to go around with all of us - mom came late and we haven't seen her awl day and we ain't getting our favorite nummy-num either.

So Ah wasn't about to tolerate seeing Bella take her post in the living room. Ah stalked her, and Ah eentimidated her, until she threw her hissy fit and ran downstairs in a huff.

AH have first-access to mom an' that's the way it goes.

Sunday, May 20, 2012

Mah Way



Ah done fought to get mah way pretty much awl evenin' lawng. First of all, Ah was blandsided bah an unexpected stranger coming eento mah abode.. Turned me awl upsade down. Ah had to scurry off upstairs right after Pipi done fly high up there. If that wasn't enuuugh, Ah had to somehow fand it in mahself to tawlerate being in the same small area with miss BELLA..! And in awl this commotion, Ah didn't know what had happened to mah baby Getty! She wasn't nowhere to be found!

So here Ah wauz, in mom's room with Pipi and Bella.. And Ah'm trying to fand a way to get dat door open, got into a hissy fit there with Bella over it cause she had wanted to do what AH was doing. Anywah, after a few swats back 'n forth, mom done and took me out of there and put me in the uther room and

Ah got to see mah little Getty agin, she was so glad to see me too! Fanally, we awl got out cawmpleteleh, roaming around downstairs again... What a .. rude awakening that all wauzz...

And DEN?!! Ah done discovered that the entire downstairs is in a big meeess! It all seems upside down to ME now.. So here Ah go again, down there looking and smelling and Bella's got to chaperone me, she done so, yeh she deeeed! And every tame, mom comes down and eensists Ah gotta go back upstairs and Ah got so huffed up, Ah hissed as Ah'm climbing up the stairs... with BELLA back dere behand me looking on at MAH demise!!


We Don't Do Dat!



Ah done took a swipe at Bella tonight; well, several of 'em Ah do declare. Ah went "downstairs" after hearing scratching noises you see.. And Ah fand miss Bella there, scratchin' at the DOOR! Well, we never do dat. Dat's a no-no, Ah mean.. it's just NAWT done bah us...

So Ah stood there motionless, regarding her; trying to decide what Ah'm gonna do. The longer Ah stood there, the flatter her ears got. She done start hissin awn me, what else is new. Ah knew mom was standin' up dere on the steps but Ah didn't care. Ah had a mission to cawmplete, and a lesson to teach here.

"We DON'T scratch on tha DOOR!", Ah lunged-'n-swiped. She took a few swipes at me back for good measure..

Stalking the Stranger



BELLA'S BITS:

I wasn't quite sure what to make of all that commotion outside of the kitchen..

There was a stranger out there making noise and knocking around and ...my second helpings at breakfast were interrupted. I went back and forth, lowering my body to the floor a little, hesitating, not knowing what to do.. IS he or is he NOT a threat? I wasn't sure about this..

I thought about what the others do and I decided I was gonna play it safe and just go to the dining room after a while. I had supervised him long enough.


Monday, May 14, 2012

Don't Give A Rat's Fluff



BELLA'S BULLY BITS:

I went to my usual post there by the edge of the dining room and set up shop, spread-eagle, belly-up.

It's my favorite spot, right by the unused scratching post. Suddenly, in the middle of my snoozin' n' bliss, I sensed something. I raised my neck up from the floor as I'm sprawled all over the place, belly-up in all its glory, and what do I SEE? Mom.. stalking ME!

She raised her hand and tried to touch my belly and stopped as I took a half-hearted swipe; then I lost my belly-balance and rolled to one side. Next thing I knew, she was rubbing my belly and I am in a slow-burn rage, growling and taking it anyway.

Right about in the nick of time, guess who appears out of the kitchen... Orange-bluff-fluff is right. All HE knew is to find me ini this .. tirade, growling.. And HE thought it was all about HIM, as usual. He stopped in front of me and gave me the stare-down, looking disgusted and oh-so-disappointed in me.

(Don't give a rat's ass WHAT he thinks, excuse my expression. )





An Obligatory Skirmish



My work was done. I heard mom stirring in her room this morning, walked in, jumped up on the bed and gave her a good tongue bath on her arm.

Then I jumped down, got into my now obligatory skirmish with Pipi - and my work was done.

Sunday, May 13, 2012

The Serious Cat



BELLA'S BITS:
Let's face it: I don't like silliness. So when I see things like that, like tonite? I pounce.

Like when that silly dang miss Priss starts rolling around the play thing there in the middle of the place.. It's got these feathers on it, and mom calls it another 'scratching post'? Well, she's got no business PLAYING with it, miss Pipi over there! So after watching her for a few minutes from a few feet away, my blood boiled and I ran over to her and chased her outta there! 'You got NO business acting this way!!', was my meaning (although I don't bother to scream or yell or utter a meow, I just chase and corral away).

So when I see things like Little Getty giving mom a hard time? It's another time for me to pounce. And pounce - 'n- chase I will! 'UP the stairs, young lady!! ON the DOUBLE!!' ... Got her under that bed in a second!




The Beauty of Cat Communication




BELLA'S BELLY BITS: The beauty of cat-communication:

Bella was laying next to momma here by the laptop and we had a love fest back and forth for a while now. Bella kept kissing momma every time she lowered her face to her. And momma kept rubbing Bella's head and back. However: when it came to the point where momma touched the 'forbidden belly zone", Bella had to draw the line. She had to make her boundaries clear:

"Neeah!", one short, high-pitched meow was all that was needed. Momma backed off; and even said "I'm sorry!". Bella blinked her huge eyes at her. All was well again.

Monday, May 7, 2012

My Dinner Interference




BELLA BELLY NO-BULLY BITS:

There was a bit of a ... new disturbance earlier in the house when mom came in...

I was downstairs already keeping tabs on these strange men out by the back .. And then mom opened that big glass door and started to talking to them and I high-tailed it outta there.

You see, that's the way things are in this house: I have been duly advised by both miss Pipi and Googie that strangers are a big 'no-no', that they are 'terrible' and we are all to run away from them. Well...you know? After going through the motions at first, I decided I was gonna run right back down because ...hey! Mom herself was down there with that stranger.

Everybody else had disappeared never to be found again... until the strangers were all gone. So I bounded down the steps, in spite of my bushed tail, and decided to make friends with this stranger. I schmoozed and rubbed back and forth on his legs and after it was all good, I went back upstairs.

However: I wasn't getting my dinner. This? Was really dragging on much longer than I had planned for.

So I went down there again, a second time. THIS time, I took the bull by the horns: I wedged in between them, all the while making sure they KNEW of my presence, made direct eye contact with mom the whole time, and continued to meow: "It's time you wrap this up!!! "... I climbed up on the couch next to where she was standing for good measure and stuck my head near her...Well, I got petted, that's where my head ended up.

I got her attention but ...with mixed results - She didn't drop everything on my account...

Friday, May 4, 2012

Nightly Nethers Disrupted



BELLA'S BELLY BITS:

I was a little smidgen disappointed with mom tonight..

She kept us waiting but I still gave her my "kiss kiss". We made the 'beep beep' together. It was just that.. I asked her in a tired, groggy, almost resigned meow: "what happened? can I eat now please?"..

And then I understood that she'd been looking for it all that time - and she brought it in those bags! It was all worth it in the end, I hold no grudges.

I ate and kiss-kissed, and then retired to my new spot downstairs, I've got a whole bed all to myself down there I didn't know I could use!

But when I see her come down and reach for that door? I worry she might leave so I jump down in spite of being in a yoga-pose for my ...nightly nethers toilette, and trott over to her with a quizzical look in my eyes. I was reassured she wasn't leaving..