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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Friday, December 31, 2010

The Ghost Fly

Well what do ya know: Just as I was ready to pack it up for the night and go 'upstairs', I began to notice that Princess started to suddenly sit up from her snooze position.

I noticed she began to focus and stare at something at the wall to my left. (Church bell) - OH! It's that ...FLY! .. And it's huge! And we thought it was DEAD!

Now Princess was getting all mesmerized all over again. Her little mouth started to open and her chin started to tremble as she stared at the fly.

Time went by and I looked up from my computer only to find Princess in the same position, this time having this glazed look over her eyes, still staring. The look in her face was so unreal I started laughing hysterically out loud.

Suddenly, she came to, out of her trance and shifted her little face to gaze at me. She just snapped back and realized I was right there.

:)

[Pipi has already spent all her energy chasing the fly earlier... all she can do now is just stammer and tremble her chin, and murmur... :)) ]

My One Mission In Life

Well - Besides being with mom, that is. That would be catching an errant fly around the house.

You see, when we spot a fly - a rare thing around here - we spring into action. It doesn't matter if we've been sleeping, snoozing, or lounging all day up there with mom. When we get wind of a fly, Googie and I become a tight team. We work together to catch it.

So, this early evening we did. Googie suddenly leapt from the bed to go chase it, I admit I hadn't realized what was going on yet (well, what with the constant rolling around, you know; I mean, I totally forgot about my heated condition and all.)

So then we chased it around mom's room; then I ventured on and chased it clear to the small room as it drove me crazy watching it circle around the lights.

"Don't you DARE get up there!!", mom bellowed. See, she's got all her things all over up there. The closest I could get to it was to jump up halfway [on the side of the tub]. And I tried to stare it into submission with all my muster [and adrenaline] running through my body, my eyes wide open and my spirit ready to fire.

Googie waited just outside the small room as I darted out still chasing it. I was going crazy, I could taste it in my mouth. The last thing I remember is seeing Googie out of the side of my eye jump one last time. And then we lost it.

"WHERE did it GO??!!", mom asked. We looked around, stunned.

As we continued stepping down the stairs looking for it, Googie put nose-to-nose on any little thing that looked like it could've been the fly. But it wasn't.

[Googie pretty much swatted at it, is what I believe happened because it disappeared right after; it just drove them crazy that they couldn't get ahold of it, it probably flew somewhere out of reach.]

New Cat Video of the Week

Hello you awl!
We have a new cat video of the week! It's a kitten playing foosball - first video.

(yeah... YouTube just keeps popping up with other random ones hitting my parade... oh well .. just ignore the rest, okay?)

Not The Right Time

Mom came in tonaight and did her usual thangs. Ah followed 'upstairs' as usual, checked in on her in the 'small room' and Ah parked it right there next to her feet. Ah wasn't expecting anythang else, really. And then she did an unthankable thang to me: She leaned over and picked me up like she does in our morning routine.

Ah wasn't expecting thees. Ah felt quate uncomfortable with this unpredictable development and called her out awn it. Mah body stiffened a bit while mom asked me what was the matter.

Ah just waited patiently for her to get through hugging me and rubbing her cheek up against mane, while mah tail continued to swing back and forth.

'Dees just wasn't the right TIME, okay? In the mornin' Ah'm awl for it, and Ah even purr to all hale over it.

Not in the evening.


[I guess I didn't realize just how much cats are really ... regimented.]

An Ah-HAH! Moment

Tonaight, Ah was on a roll. Busy chasing Pipi up and 'downstairs' and then back up again.

And just as Ah was takin' mah last futile swipe at her ever-moving fast butt, who do Ah see standing there.

"Ah-HAH!!", mom called out at us. We both stopped in our tracks, Pipi and Ah.

To tale you the truth, Ah didn't know WHO was in trouble: Me or Pipi? Ah stood there for a few moments, one paw in front of the uther with mah eyes all wide waiting for more clues. Usually, it's Pipi who starts darting away guilty as hale. But naw, she just stood right in front of me, looking at mom in the same frozen position.

Well, to be honest? We ALL just stood there looking at each other. And then we pretty much forgot about it; Ah mean, Ah did. Ah had to start moving again, you know?

:))

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

A Reactionary Cat

Pipi is running wild again for a short while now and she was begging me the other naight for some play. So, as usual, Ah responded the best Ah could. When Ah see her in this way, rolling all over the floor, thrusting her belly at me and awl... Ah just can't help it but pounce on her and nip her on her back. Ah get at her and trah to gain control.

And then Ah hear mom sayin' somethang mah way.

"Gabriel, stop it... you need to be careful not to hurt her, okay?"

You know? That pretty much stopped mah momentum and Ah just walked away, passing mom where she was sitting and not even looking up at her. Ah just kept walking right into the kitchen. Later awn, same thang - different day: Pipi was going crazy again up on the steps while Ah was trying to mand mah own business just a couple of steps down.

Next thang Ah see, it's mom's face popping out from the kitchen, watching me. Ah didn't even do anythang this time, Ah just stood there trying to be good.

But you know whaat?? When Ah climb up on mom's 'beddie bye' the next morning to lay down close to her and Pipi? Ah dawn't wohn't nuttin' to do with her, really. She tried to come up to me and hold me close but Ah jerked mah head the other direction and moved out of her grasp. It's true, Ah dawn't usually DO that, but Ah wasn't in the mood to be petted. At least, mom can take a hint and she left me alone.

Ah mean, enough is enough: Ah've got Pipi on one hand, literally begging me for play - and then, Ah've got mom on the other hand insisting that Ah dawn't!!

[There is no other plausible reason I can think of that Gabriel would be mad at me today - the only thing is Pipi's predicament. :) ]

Sunday, December 26, 2010

Busting Googie

So, I discovered where Googie goes in the morning like I was saying the other time. I had begun to notice that he would disappear out of sight as soon as mom gets up from her 'beddie-bye'.

You see, Googie usually follows me around, that's the way it is. And so, when I don't see him nearby, something's up. I've got to keep close tabs on that silly boy. And so, come to find out he's in there with mom! In the small room!

I walked in there one day and saw him parking it like he was on vacation! So I got in between the two of them and inspected the premises. Nose-to-glass, you know ... the usual. I looked here, I looked there, I passed by mom's feet. And then what do I feel? But Googie pawing my behind!!

I turned swiftly around and slapped him one right on the ear. "What are you doing!??", I squealed.

Disgusted, I walked around and stalked behind the door, planning on surprising him just the same as he continued to just lie there. But mom had a different idea. She spied on me between the crack and surprised ME. Oh well.