One difficult human being was Ernest Hemingway. Hemingway was sitting with Mary his wife, in the patio. And I was standing there with a tripod, not so sturdy, a 4x5 camera. He was sitting about 10-15 feet away, drinking spiced water. And I wanted to take some portraits of him – but he was surrounded by 33 cats, 2 dogs were with him, and his wife, Mary. Those cats came and rubbed their bodies on the tripod and my legs and I had to dance with them to avoid the cats like this. (dances) He comes to me slowly, “don’t you like cats?