Driving home from an Arizona parrot rescue with my newly adopted Senegal, I received The Call. “Ms. Chappell? Do you have a minute? I have your results. Over half your samples were cancerous. You have breast cancer.” The nurse rattled off numbers and acronyms. I only had a red crayon to take notes (one of those restaurant crayons parents find left over in the car). From that moment, my parrot Zoe became synonymous with breast cancer. He helped me when I felt isolated in my fear and pain. He became the subject of my children’s book, Little Green Monster: Cancer Magic! which our non-profit Well Beings Studio donates to families impacted by cancer.