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, June 27, 2011

Taking Mah Precawtions

You know? Ah've seen Pipi perch on top of the couch "downstairs"? And she's done it plenty of times.

Well, this time Ah decided Ah was gonna take the same safe measures: after puttin' up with her shenanigans for the past few days, trahing to get some quality sleep in peace and quiet? And nawt been able to 'cauze of Pipi comin' at me, trahing to make out with me?

Ah've climbed AWL the way up on top of the couch right here in the leeving room - it's the safest spot yet. Ah got the window behand me and Ah can see Pipi comin' if Ah have to.

She can't just walk right over to me and wake me up with her wiles.



[We had an appointment at the vet's today but we can't do it - she's in heat again. ]
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Saturday, June 25, 2011

We Don't Do That In This House

There's something this cat really doesn't like, he is angry as hell.
But it's not my darling Gabriel.. god forbid if I had to deal with THAT every day.
Although my sister's cat is liable for this type of behavior..


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q7XwpRuLMXM&feature=related
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We have been... Featured :)

Yes, it's true.. I discovered a while back that our Princess Diaries videos have been ...inventoried in a website:

http://www.catpost.co.uk/watch-video/UfYsTmNi73c/Dionysia006/cats-playing-pawing-on-the-blind-theprincessdiariesbydenise.blogspot.com.html


Whah, Gabriel is... almost famous!

:))
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Hot-Pink Earplugs In the Wake

Eet waus a while back when a stranger came into the house.

Ah sensed him comin' while I waus under mom's bed, having a ball of a time deescovering all kinds of nifty thangs like these bright-colored [hot pink] 'thingies'... er, Ah thank Pipi would call it. [earplugs] Ah put one in mah mouth with the intent of playin' with it and keeping it for mahself.

So, here Ah waus, in a trance-eenduced bleeess.

But wouldn't you know it - they both came insade in that room. Both mom and that stranger.

And me, Ah'm under the bed. Ah panicked and mah first eenstinct waus to flee - and so Ah did.

Damn-it-to-HALE!! Ah made a run for it, Ah tale you! With that bright-colored 'thingy' in my mouth.

Ah ran so fast, Ah could see 'em both out of the cawrner of mah eye... and mah treasured, precious bright-colored 'thingy' dripping awn down from my mouth as Ah ran way outta there.

[ ... He left a trail of hot-pink earplugs in his scramble to get on out of there... ]


:))
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Started The Day Out Right

I started the day out right this morning.

I found mom lounging on the bed, watching 'TV' and I jumped right on there and gave her a really good massage. I didn't think she looked that hot so I just kept on and on with the massage.

And then I had to rest by her side.


[The cat-massage on my belly must have lasted at least ten minutes. :)) ]
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Sunday, June 19, 2011

It Waus Time...

Mom came down to the kitchen tuday but she really didn't spend much time in there. She kept going "upstairs" and what nawt.

So while she waus up there, Ah figured it waus time to open up the bottom cabinet. Ah figured, Ah would help out.. Ah mean, that's what she duzz... She opens cabinets.

And so do Ah.

Bump, bump, bump... "Gabrieeelll?? what are you doing down there??!!"



[It takes him a few tries to open the cabinet doors.. he just opens them and leaves them open.. I guess he wants to be part of the kitchen action. ]
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Saturday, June 18, 2011

What's She Up to Now?

I was lounging in peace on top of mom's legs on the couch this late afternoon, and Googie was perched just above me looking out the window.

All was well, as could ever be. Mom was watching 'TV'. And I tried to go into a snooze.

Until suddenly? She started that laugh again. I can never trust that laugh, I know something is up, and I end up as the object of the joke.

So I came to and turned my face just a little in her direction, my one eye showing out of the corner of her knee.

I kept a check on her, motionless. Should I or shouldn't I? I know that laugh. It's all on me, somehow.

The more I kept looking at her with my one-eye-sharp fest, the more she laughed. I really didn't know what to do. I was too comfortably wedged in between her lower legs to just jump on outta there.


[It finally ended as I had to get on up from that frekking couch! ]
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