Supervising a mostly immobile cat gives you lots of time to knit (not to mention it's a good stress reliever). As a result, the Sweet Dreams shawl has been cast off.
Now.... back to the cats.
Last night, I figured Tux was doing well enough that I could sleep in my own bed again, so I trundled off without too many worries. I figured he'd be alright - he had his cat bed and food and water, and a carpeted path to his litter box.... he wouldn't travel further than that.
But this morning when I opened the bedroom door, there he was at the top of the stairs....a good 10 feet down the hall from his bed, then all the way up the stairs, which steep - and tiled like the rest of the house.
I carried him back down just to be safe, but needless to say, I was absolutely amazed to see him there. He hasn't moved much today, so I'm hoping he didn't hurt anything going up. (I have a sneaking suspicion he's trying to play on my sympathies.) We've got a post-op check up first thing tomorrow morning though.
What a cat!