A kitten saves a soldier’s life

After suffering a brain injury in Iraq, Army Sgt. Josh Marino “was in a really, really bad place. I did not want to deal with it anymore.”

Exhausted from his struggle with the “invisible wounds” of post-traumatic stress disorder, he planned to end his life one night in 2008 at Fort Riley in north central Kansas.

“I took out one of my knives ... I wrote a letter on my computer” and went outside to smoke one last cigarette.

Then he heard a soft “meow,” and a small black-and-white kitten emerged from the bushes.

“I broke down crying ... He saved my life ... I stopped thinking about all my problems and started thinking about his problems and what I could do to help him.”

Mr. Marino recounts his story in a 6½minute-film, “Josh and Scout,” featured on mutualrescue.org, the website of a nonprofit organization whose mission is “revealing the impact people and animals have on one another.”

Mr. Marino, 37, is a native of Turtle Creek who now lives in Brookline with his wife, Becky, and their daughter, Penelope, who was born Feb. 24. They have three cats and three ferrets.

After eight years of service, he was medically discharged from the Army in July 2009. He moved back to Pittsburgh, got married in September 2010, and earned a master’s degree in clinical rehabilitation and mental health counseling. He now works in the Human Engineering Research Laboratories, a program operated by the University of Pittsburgh and the Department of Veterans Affairs.

“It was an honor to serve,” Mr. Marino said. “I am still serving. I am just serving in a different uniform.

“I love my job. I work with people with disabilities every day.”

His counseling includes telling veterans about the kitten who saved him. He directs them to Humane Animal Rescue shelters in Homewood and the North Side to look for animals who need a home.

“Animals help. In my opinion, real men like cats,” he said.

And now back to how he discovered he liked cats.

Every day for three or four months, the young sergeant fed tuna fish to Scout and his littermates. All the kittens ate, but only Scout jumped into his lap to be petted and cuddled. Then, one January day in 2009, the kittens vanished. “It devastated me.”

On Memorial Day weekend in 2009, he and Becky went to an adoption event at the Fort Riley Stray Animal Shelter. As he walked past one of the cages, “a little black-and-white paw reached out and smacked my arm.’”

It was the same kitten — he and his littermates had been taken to the shelter by animal control officers. Mr. Marino officially adopted him.