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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Monday, September 9, 2013

Ah Ain't No Angel



Ah aint' no angel. Ah do declare, Ah ended up cornerin' all three of mah wily females, one after anotha. And scruffed one up.

At first, Ah became aware dat somethang was going awn up bah the stairs going to mom's room. Ah could hear mom taling big Bella dat "it's okay, come on up!". Well Ah reckon, Ah thought big Bella was causing trouble again, so Ah walked up there to see her. Ah looked up and Ah then see miss Katie at the top of the steps, scootin. "She's giving me a hard time Googie!", miss Katie eenformed me.

Big Bella was down half way bah the steps but Ah didn't lake the way miss Katie was looking, so Ah decaded that Ah was gonna have a word or two with big Bella. And a word or two Ah had, including a snort or two. Well, Ah couldn't help it if that forced miss Bella to lean ovah to the corner.. Nawt MAH fault. But that's nawt the way mom saw it. Anywah, after Ah got shooshed outta her face, mah pride and ego were bruised... to be insulted like that in front of big-B while Ah had her up against the wall! Know what Ah mean?

So down the steps Ah rumbled, liking it or not, and the first female Ah see is mah Pipi. "Hey, Pipi!! What are YOU doing, you loose cat? Hey! come here, AH'LL teach YOU!".. Ah took her bah the scruff to settle her down some.

No... That's not the way mom saw it either. Now Ah'm running around randomly looking for mah next victim.. Ah'm looking to big Bella again but Ah keep hearing 'no!' and 'what's the matter with you??!'. So Ah geeeve up. And trah to take it out on miss Katie. Out of left field, later awn, Ah decaded Ah was gonna corner her where she was standing. Raght up against the wall. She kept looking at me, he little eyes getting big 'n black, trying to reason with me, not a peep out of her. Mah tail was twitchin' and Ah kept closing in, Ah stuck mah paw out toward her.. Mah neck twisted ..

"WHAT's the MATTER with you?!!! "

... Aww, Ah hate deeeze words...
Posted by Denise at 2:53 PM

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