Meet Mayhem - foster kitten, tiny outlaw, and certified menace wrapped in baby fur. I'm Foster Kitten Mayhem. Yes, Mayhem - because apparently "Sweet Little Angel Baby" was already taken. I specialize in black cat energy with formal tuxedo attire and eyes so big they convince humans to forgive all crimes immediately. My foster mom calls me "May May," which is deeply humiliating for a feared warrior of the shadows. I am a grown man. A stealth operative. A sock bandit. And yet somehow one tiny "May Mayyyy" turns me into a purring marshmallow. Tragic. I am also extremely vocal. I chirp, yell, squeak, trill, and hold full conversations with my humans at all hours of the day. Sometimes I am announcing important business. Sometimes I simply need everyone to know I have entered the room. Either way, silence is not part of my brand. My greatest skills include: Performing sneak attacks from behind furniture Stealing clean socks directly from laundry baskets Carrying those socks around like hunting trophies Appearing silently beside you like a tiny paranormal event Yelling dramatically for attention and then running away when I get it Sprinting through the house at full speed for absolutely no reason Despite my chaotic lifestyle, I'm actually very gentle with kids - tiny humans and big humans alike. I play without claws because I'm a classy criminal. I also love other cats and will happily join their nonsense. Dogs are acceptable as long as they respect personal boundaries and don't come at me acting like mall security. In conclusion: I am smol. I am sneaky. I am loud. I am emotionally manipulative in an adorable way. And this house now belongs to me. If interested please contact the foster at +1 (509) 342-0393