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, July 22, 2015

Pulling Rank




BIG BELLA'S BITS:
"I was busy keeping mom company next to the couch when I saw that little minx make a beeline for our boxes.
WHAP!! I reach out and threw a slap in her direction: "YOU'RE not gonna go in there and mess it all up, you little twit! NOT when I have to put up with Googie's wrath every time! "
She just stood there and stared at me with all the entitled-cat indignation she could muster, frozen on the spot. That would be after she hissed with that lisp of hers.. and tried to pull rank on me with her 'important status' in the group as she kept staring at me without a blink. Like, 'how dare I' when she sleeps next to mom every night - and did it once upon a time with Googie... that kind of thing. (Yes, yes.. we know.. We all saw you under the table but it never amounted to anything, did it?!! NO kittens came out of it.) And I don't observe rank or status! I'M the oldest cat and I don't let them forget it!
And that's how it goes. If I'M gonna get hassled over taking a crap, I'M gonna give it back downline. "


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Guarding the Goods



GOOGIE'S GRITS:
"Momma done deed not fill our water bowl with water, apparently somethang must've happened.. Ah keep quiet about deeze thangs. Ah just wait for her to do it, Ah am sure she must have a good reason, Ah don't doubt her. But the thang is, water at that point became a rare commodity. And once somethang like this becomes scarce, Ah'm gonna guard it and guard it carefully.
So when momma done deed fill the water back up and sat it down again, Ah was quick to walk on ovah to it. Along with Bella. Wouldn't you know it, big Bella had the same idea: guard the scarce goods.
Well, Ah took MAH spot raght in front of the bowl full of water. And stayed there. Ah wasn't looking to drink, really. Ah was more eenterested in guarding the water so it don't ...get scarce again. Ah stood there for as lawwng as it took to let Bella know it ain't up for grabs. She stood bah the side there watching me until momma done come back and ruined mah guarding act altogetha.
"Gabriel, if you're not gonna drink then let HER take a drink, okay?? ", she done said to me and then actually picked me UP and removed me from mah guarding spot. Ah ... don't reseest these thangs.. Ah let her be so Ah ended up nearbah with mah deputy coming over to lick mah head.
"Daddy? what happenned? ", he wanted to know. "Aww.. Ah'm trying to guard our water hawneh from that big Bella, eez awwl."
After he done lick me good, mah deputy walked ovah to Bella while she's drinkin', depleting our supplies and tried to run interference, sticking his neck out toward her:
"What are you doing grandma? I don't think this is all for YOU!", he done trah to tale her but.. mah boy can only go so far.
"Piss off little twit. I'm busy drinking water, can't you see?", Bella threw him a side look and that was it. "


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Friday, July 10, 2015

Battered-Cat Bygones


GOOGIE'S GRITS
"Ah am stuck in a battered-cat syndrome...
Momma done seen mah big owie raght above mah eye and Ah didn't want her to see it. It was the only tame Ah tried to turn away while Ah was keesing her.
"WHO did this to you?", she asked me.
Ah turned the utha way so she wouldn't see mah scratch. Bygones is bahgones. "


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