What a beautiful setting. Right on the water’s edge, with skies so bright and clear it makes your heart sing! My long-time friend, Barbara, who hosted the book signing for me, lives in Las Gaviotas, an American complex about ten miles from Rosarito Beach. I met up with her in San Diego, left my car there and we drove to her home in Mexico. When I entered her house I was greeted by one half-pint mutt who had the huevos of a Doberman Pincer, but who weighed at the most six pounds, including tags and collar. Her three cats loped up to me, sniffed, obviously smelled my puppy on my shoes and turned tail as if not interested. That is until I sat down later that night and worked on an afghan I’m knitting for my daughter. Obviously they had planned their attack, as they came as one: the first cat, with only three legs but gets around like a dervish, jumped onto the back of my chair and thumped his tail into my head; the second cat jumped straight up and landed in the middle of my afghan and took a quick bite of my knitting needles; the third one, a small grey kitten, tried to jump up, made it as far as my knees, then slid down with a piece of yarn in his mouth, which pulled off four stitches. Well, so much for knitting with those wild animals around.
I decided to work on my laptop. The three of them watched me from a distance as I opened my laptop and began typing. Before I knew what hit me, two jumped on the sofa, meowing and rubbing against me, while the third jumped on my laptop, with his paws on the keyboard, and began to delete everything I’d just written. Then the other two joined in and tried to catch the mouse on the screen which was jumping with quick thrusts of their furry little paws. I closed my laptop, grabbed a magazine and they curled up on my lap. Okay, nighty-night.
Today went a bit better, with the little mutt chasing the three cats around in circles, over sofas, under sofa tables, across my lap..well, you get the picture. But before the guests arrived we put all the little critters into a bedroom.
The Book Signing was hugely successful. Almost everyone present had seen the movie, ARGO, and was captivated by my stories of living in Iran. Because of what’s going on in that country, plus seeing the movie, people are going to be curious, which hopefully will bring readers to my book. I think we as Americans need to know more about people so different from us in culture, but just like us when it comes to wanting happy, healthy children, love and comfortable lives. Unfortunately, they don’t have much say in any of that.