One of the things my cat liked to do more than anything in the past is just sitting in the bathroom upstairs. No reason. She just likes to bother me until I open the door downstairs so she can get into the hallway where the stairs are.
I wanted to open the door to the hallway (to go to the store for some cat food) and she managed to sneak into the hallway with me. She started to try to climb the stairs. She was struggling a lot but when I tried to support her she sort of flinched to show she wanted to do it herself. She ended up climbing almost to the top, but ran out of energy completely at the final 4 steps. I carried her up the final steps and put her in the bathroom. She enjoyed a quick victory rest after I carried her downstairs again. I'm very proud
Just to add some context, she basically has no more muscle tissue left. She's a very fluffy cat, but even with the fluff she looks like a skeleton. I only feel bone when i try to pet her or carry her. If you'd see her right now you wouldn't think she'd even climb a single stair, but somehow she almost did it. I'm crying lads. I'm so fucking proud of this persistent motherfucker