Like her protagonist Shannon Kendricks, Cathy Parker is an attorney. She volunteered as a zoo keeper's aide for eight years and did have a very special beluga buddy, Mauyak, just as Shannon Kendricks has. As to encounters with alien children, as in the trilogy, she is not saying. She was also a radio and print journalist and once was the 'Jill of all trades' for a small satellite paper in Wyoming. She did everything from taking to the photos to writing the articles and op-ed pieces to helping with layout and hauling the newspapers through blizzards once a week. As a result, she saw lambs being born and went on a cattle drive and ate her first (and last) Rocky Mountain Oyster. She has seen mountain gorillas in the wild in Rwanda and orangutans in Borneo and even rocked an orphaned baby orangutan to sleep on her chest. She has volunteered with a chimpanzee sanctuary for former research subjects. So you can see where her heart lies. Currently she lives in Costa Rica with her black cat. All similarities between her cat and the trilogy's Narcissus are purely and probably coincidental.
I was looking for a photo of the cats the other day because I might get another one of these Devon Rex sometime. On the left is Craig, an almost-sphinx, so named so he would feel more normal, and on the right is Kobi, who was extraordinarily brave. They were very people-oriented cats and loved to pile on me to sleep. On the other side is my Quiddity, a Neapolitan Mastiff with jowls so big they practically hit the floor. She came from a puppy mill raid where she was one of the mothers. Poor thing had never known grass and was forced to live in her own excrement. They tasered her to take her puppies away from her. They were the worst owners ever. Over a hundred dogs were seized in the raid. Some were so traumatized they could never be adopted out. Some were in such terrible shape they had to be put down. Quiddy had many physical and mental ailments, which we slowly worked through. But when she didn't want a pill, she would plant her big face on the ground and, with that massive neck, no one could pry her up. The owners had the gall to sue to get them back. If they had succeeded, my plan was that she would "run away" and couldn't be found (at my daughter's house).