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.
While I haven't caught a ride on a dragonpanther since my arrival in Costa Rica, I did take a horseback ride through a ranch, into the jungle, and out onto the ocean beach, which was great fun. When we returned to the starting point, while I waited for my taxi to take me home, I hung out with the horse I had ridden, and to my surprise, he began to vigorously lick my hand. And I don't mean a slurp or two, but continual licking all over my fingers right on up to my wrist. He was after salt, I suppose. I have been licked by many things, but never a horse. More recently, as I turned from my street onto the road up to town, I encountered a very pregnant horse strolling up the street. She walked with me in companionable silence until she spotted some grass by the side of the road that was too good to pass up. Saw her the next day but then didn't see her for two days. The day after, she was out on the road again chewing grass, with a brand new little foal at her side. The foal looked for all the world like an Appaloosa although I haven't seen any of those down here. Aren't baby animals the best?
The two traveled along companionably for almost an hour, Roebor flying, Shannon catching a lift by grasping the fur on the back of his neck. The haze of colors stretched out before her.