He's a natural climber, like Dad! Incredible form here! If I'd have been on the ball and removed the plastic before deploying the rug, he'd have nailed the overhang! If I was 20 years younger, and still playing the game, and he was with me, I'd probably bring him up a nice 800 foot low angle slab route, Whitehorse Ledge maybe, coaxing him with canned food! We had a random, stray dog follow us 600 feet up Standard Route on his own choice, all we had was water, in the early 90's, before we shood him away at the crux at 700 feet. So, a 11 pound cat with a big attitude should do it with no problem. He was born in Flatland Missouri, but he's got the mountains in his blood!

Gravity knows no cat