Waltzing The Cat - Tapa blanda

Funny, sad, compassionate and true as secrets whispered between friends at night (AMY BLOOM)

Believe me, the story WALTZING THE CAT sticks to your ribs like fried eggs and cream: it's fat with meaning and tastes oh so sinfully good (WASHINGTON POST)

When Lucy O'Rourke was two her father threw her into the New Jersey surf. She passed the flotation test then, but nature--wild and human--has been subjecting her to variations on the theme ever since. True, the thirtyish photographer-protagonist of Waltzing the Cat is drawn to dangerous locales, from the Ecuadorian jungle where murderous grand caymans lie at the ready to the Provincetown beaches where her latest nominee for Mr Right seems only a hair less lethal. As she has yet to learn, the most elemental struggles begin at home. In the heartbreaking title story, Lucy's classically disconnected WASP family channels all available affection through Suzette, their roly-poly feline (29 pounds and counting!). "The cat and I were always friends until I left home and fell in love with men who raised dogs and smelled like foreign places. Now when I come home for a visit the cat eyes me, territorial, like an only child." (Lucy's survival strategies also desert her when it comes to men; they're trouble when they don't want her and more so when they do. In addition, they're adept at giving the answer "no"--a trait they share with the males in Pam Houston's equally fine first)

he said, in a voice that said clear as a bell that it wouldn't. And it was like someone had spliced together the wrong rolls of film from two different movies; it was that instantaneous how everything changed. (Kerry Fried, Amazon.com)