June 9, 2015 5:43 AM

In which Sjón (the kitten, not the poet) earns his 15 minutes of fame

We are the owners of the Honda Fit that had the kitten in it! A few weeks ago we noticed a feral cat in our neighborhood was keeping her kittens under the car for safety and though we tried for days to lure and/or scare them all out before our trip we clearly missed this little guy. We are so relieved that you and your team were there to care for him in what must have been a terribly scary couple of days! We have no claim on the kitten and are delighted that he found a safe and happy home with one of your employees. Thank you so much for the care you have taken with him and for letting us know what happened.

Sjón’s story just keeps getting better. I received an email from the owner of the vehicle (a Honda Fit) that Sjón had hitched a ride on to the airport. Turns out the mother was feral, which had been my suspicion all along, and she’d taken shelter with her litter under the vehicle. The owners made what seemed a reasonably conscientious effort to corral and account for all the critters, but (thankfully for us) Sjón was missed, as he’d evidently crawled onto the undercarriage. It’s good to know his backstory, though I suspect he had to have been terrified to be marooned on the underside of a moving vehicle. It must have been a helluva ride. That he could survive the trip while weighing in at all of 24 ounces, I think it’s safe to say we have a tough one on our hands. The kid’s a survivor…and he certainly eats as if each meal is his last.

This is the second time I’ve found a kitten under these circumstances. The first time around worked out pretty well. I had Makis for 15 years and a lot of memories, and it’s odd and rather wonderful that something similar is happening so many years later.

I understand the feel-good nature of Sjón’s story, but all I did was take a stray kitten home, and the (albeit minor) media attention this has received locally amuses me. People take kittens home from the Human Society every day to little or no fanfare; what I did was no different. I have neither the need nor desire for Sjón’s story to be a media sensation. If I’m to get my 15 minutes of fame, I’d like it to be for writing a breathtaking literary tour de force of epic and staggering genius. I brought a kitten home; from where I sit that’s a good thing, but certainly nothing to stop the presses for. Now if I’d rescued an old lady from a burning building….

I’ll admit that this is gradually turning into a pretty heart-warming story, though. I mean, who doesn’t love a tiny four-legged furball who thinks the world is his plaything? Knowing his story (we also got a picture of his mother) helped to put our minds at ease; at least we knew he hadn’t been dumped. Sjón had been looked after by good people who happened to unknowingly give him a lift to the airport. That’s what it took for him to come into our lives, and it looks as if it’s going to be a long-term relationship.

Each day Sjón seems to be growing more comfortable in his new home, and we’re enjoying having him around. Fred, our six-year-old male cat, isn’t quite sure what to do with his new role as big brother, but he seems to be adapting reasonably well. I suspect it’s going to be a learning experience for all of us.

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