Black Empress: Rescuing a Puppy from Iran
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In 1972 at the age of 29, Bobbi Phelps Wolverton became a secretary at the Iran Safaris Company in Tehran. Working in a foreign country was challenging and rewarding. Saving a throw-away puppy contributed to those challenges, ones that were both threatening and frightening.
From the moment of her arrival in Iran, she bonded with the runt puppy that was destined to be killed as the dog held no value to the fishing and hunting company. To save the puppy, Wolverton defied her host and employer, as well as the Muslim culture. She survived dreadful incidents and yet witnessed caring individuals who helped her save the puppy, the Black Empress.
She experienced a frightening, night-time river crossing, a terrifying police interrogation, and an attempted rape. In this inspiring memoir, Wolverton tells the story of rescuing her beloved dog from Iran. Her bond with the puppy brought untold happiness and important meaning throughout her life.
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Black Empress - Bobbi Phelps Wolverton
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Chapter One
The Runt
Why are you going to kill her?
I asked, clutching the squirming black puppy closer to my chest.
Why?
I asked, my voice breaking as I repeated the question. We just spent the last few months trying to save her.
We don’t have pets,
answered David Laylin, co-owner of the Iran Safaris Company. He was a slender man in his middle thirties, attractive in a rugged sort of way.
We stood in the tiled entrance hall of the spacious home he shared with his wife, Jill. They had invited Ron and me to stay with them in northern Tehran while my husband worked for the Iranian government, focusing on its oil pollution problems.
We have only working dogs, and she’s not healthy enough to be one,
David said as he reached for the scruff of the small Labrador’s neck. She’s a sickly runt. There’s no way she can retrieve ducks for hours on end,
he added. One of our workers will drown her in the pond.
No!
I exclaimed, turning my back to him as I smoothed the puppy’s soft fur with the tips of my fingers. Let me send her back to the States.
It was out of character for me to address my host and friend with such audacity, but I loved this little dog and was determined to keep her alive.
Despite my bellbottom jeans, colorful blouse, and long brown hair, I was not a hippie (a dropout or a drug user). Yet I did often question authority and I didn’t necessarily follow typical behavioral patterns. Now I was about to become a rebel with a cause — to save this puppy from certain death.
Months earlier when we first arrived at the Laylin home, one of their dogs had just given birth to eight black puppies, all of which were plump, healthy, and active. All, that is, except one. In my arms I held the runt of the litter.
OK. You can try. But call the embassy first to see if that’s even a possibility,
said David.
I asked about the rules when we were at the American Embassy in India,
I replied. She fits the criteria. Now all I have to do is get health papers from your vet.
Jill and I’ll help if that’s what you really want,
David responded as he crossed his arms. But if the vet won’t give you the proper papers, you know what we’ll have to do.
Chapter Two
Around the World
As recent university graduates who were both in our late twenties, Ron and I flew to Tehran in October 1972. We had already spent a year of traveling from Africa to Scandinavia and then to the British Isles.
Let’s fly from London to Tehran for a few days,
I had suggested while we were still in the States. I really want to buy a Persian carpet. Do you mind?
No, of course not,
Ron replied. I’d like to try fishing in that part of the world. It’d be so different from anything we’ve done before.
Ron, tall and thin with a manicured mustache, represented numerous fishing tackle companies during our eighteen-month trip around the world. He wrote articles for Fly Fisherman Magazine and I took photographs to illustrate his writings.
Before leaving the California bay area on our round-the-world trip, the Iranian Consulate in San Francisco had informed us that this specific outdoor organization, Iran Safaris, produced the best fishing and hunting results in the Middle East. Birds winged their way from Africa to and from the countries bordering the Arctic Ocean. They flew across Iran, one of the countries located on their migrating flyway.
As a former flight attendant for an international airline, we benefited from previously purchased discounted tickets. Each of the tickets for our extensive trip cost only two hundred dollars, 10 percent of the original price.
Iran was under the rule of Shah Mohammad Reza Pahlavi, the king of the country. He had a close relationship with the United States during his thirty-sevenyear dictatorship and worked well with our presidents, from Eisenhower to Nixon. His major supporter and personal friend was President Dwight Eisenhower who had ordered the CIA to overthrow the Shah’s predecessor.
The Shah was determined to bring Iran into the twentieth century by not requiring the chador, a full-length covering for Muslim women, and by making education more affordable. His family wore Western clothes most of the time and his children attended American universities. Besides studying at Iranian colleges, many wealthy Iranians also sent their children to schools in England, France, and the United States.
Stable military governments in the Middle East during the seventies provided trouble-free holidays for European and American travelers. World War II was over, and the central nations were generally satisfied with their current borders and leaders.
The Islamic Republic of Iran, the country’s official name, sat in the middle of a largely dry region of the world. The beauty of the Caspian Sea to the north and the Persian Gulf to the south created a resort-like country that encouraged vacationers to visit. Deserts, rivers, and mountains filled the interior. In the winter one could snow ski near an elegant chalet north of Tehran or swim in the turquoise waters at Bandar Abbas, a city that touched the shores of the southern gulf.
Tehran, however, was a city of contrasts. As the political capital of Iran, it was a chaotic metropolis overcrowded with people and vehicles. Upon our arrival Ron and I checked into the Commodore Hotel, recommended by the incoming cabin crew for its airline discounts. The lofty brick building had an impressive courtyard filled with flowers and fountains, and we were pleasantly surprised by its modern and stylish structure.
We registered at the marble reception desk located in the corner of the entrance hall, an area decorated with Persian carpets and lined with potted palms. Two bellhops lugged backpacks, suitcases, rod and reel cases, wader bags, and photographic equipment to our room on the eleventh floor. From a large window we had a fantastic view of the outskirts of Tehran, the desert, and the gleaming snowcapped mountains in the distance.
Once we had settled into our suite, I changed from my traveling dress to comfortable navy slacks and a beige blouse. Ron stayed in the clothes he had worn on the plane. We then left our hotel to take a cab to the Iran Safaris Company.
Take only the orange cabs,
the hotel concierge instructed. The other ones are not safe and are probably illegal.
Let’s grab this one,
Ron said to me while we stood outside the hotel entrance. He flagged down an orange taxi, and it immediately pulled to the curb.
Ron gave the cab driver the address of the safari company. The concierge had written it in Farsi, the language of Iran, on the hotel’s decorative stationery. After nodding his head in agreement, the driver launched us through the downtown streets of Tehran in what turned out to be a ride from hell.
Chapter Three
Orange Cabs
As we hurled through the crushing chaos in our orange taxi, we noticed numerous deep chips and extensive scratches on every vehicle we passed. Besides