Yeti

My story

❄️ LURKING IN THE SHADOWS… stomping through the toy box… leaving a trail of chaos in her wake… it’s YETI! I may only be three months old, but I’ve already achieved legendary monster status at the shelter. While my brothers Ghost (the cuddly phantom) and Gremlin (the mischievous goblin) are busy with their own brand of trouble, I am the wild chaos beast of the litter. Toys fear me. Treats tremble when they hear me coming. Even the feather wand whispers, “not today…” when I open my eyes. Here’s how I operate: ⚡ Zoomies? Constant. I don’t walk—I rocket. ⚡ Toys? I DESTROY. (I’m the final boss every mouse toy dreads meeting.) ⚡ Furniture? Consider it Everest, and I am Sir Edmund Hillary with fur. ⚡ Humans? Fun to chase, fun to surprise, fun to scale like a living scratching post. I am a fuzzy avalanche. A pint-sized hurricane. A sweet-faced goblin with the energy of 10,000 trick-or-treaters on a sugar high. And I love it. But—and here’s the twist, the soft little secret—even Yetis need a break. Sometimes, when I’ve zoomed my last zoom and conquered every toy in the room, I stop. I flop. I sigh the tiniest sigh. That’s your chance. That’s when you strike. Scoop me up, bury me in kisses, smother me in love. I’ll purr (yes, even chaotic beasts purr) and soak it up until the wildness kicks back in. Adopt me, and you won’t just be getting a kitten—you’ll be getting a myth, a monster, a bedtime story come to life. I’ll keep you laughing, keep you moving, and keep your heart bursting, because under all the chaos, I’m still just a little girl who wants to be loved. —Yeti 🐾 (The Chaos Queen • Toy Slayer • Treat Hunter • Cuddle-Only-When-You-Catch-Me Champion)

If you have any questions or would like to adopt Yeti, please reach out to the adoption group directly. PetSmart Charities does not facilitate the adoption process. Thank you.