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Main problem: He’s acting like being on the bed, that I’ve had his whole life, is going to kill him or something. Flailing, flinching, crying. Was a sudden and extreme change.
I don’t know what’s going on. It’s been happening for about two weeks. He’s a little over one year old, his name is Prior. It wasn’t exactly the bed at first, more like the whole room. He was totally fine, we’ve lived here for almost four months. I live with other people so this is our room. He runs all over the house in the day, though he naps in here on the bed (it’s next to his favorite window,) then he stays in our room with me at night with the door closed. Then one morning, it’s like BAM! Fear!! I can pinpoint the exact second that it happened. After that he would hardly even come in here, he’d have to crouch down as low as possible, walk as slow and cautious as possible, and sniff everything. He’d lightly paw at some stuff too. Even the slightest sound or movement would give him these full body flinches. At one point I picked him up sleeping in the kitchen (he’s a heavy sleeper) and the moment we crossed the threshold into our room, he flailed so hard that I have three massive scratches all down my forearm. My baby is always insanely gentle with me. So he was scared out of his bloody mind.
He’s been getting better about it, I left him in here for several hours while I was at work, and I did that for two days. It seemed to help. Now he’s coming in here on his own, it doesn’t take him 10 minutes to walk over to the food bowl. He’s still jumpy, but not quite as bad. I tried Feliway, but couldn’t tell any difference at all. I’ve still been using it, but that’s mostly just because I paid for it.
He started sleeping on the other pillow next to me, it’s in corner against the wall. It’s like his new safe spot. He still isn’t fond of the floor. He avoids it if he can, instead jumping from the bed to the desk.
Then last night, around 3:30AM, he wakes me up by practically screaming, then flailing, flinging his body onto mine in a mad dash to escape absolutely nothing. He managed to fly himself to the desk chair, then stared at the bed as if Freddy Krueger himself had tried to yank him into the mattress. It was insane.
I tried to put him back on the bed, but he reacted the same each time. I tried snuggling him and going over to the bed, but he’d only barely been able to contain his flail so he wouldn’t hurt me before I was able to let him go. He woke me up again around 5, he was playing with my computer keyboard, because he still hates the floor, and I tried again. There was no change. It’s 9:30 now, and he won’t even step foot on the bed, not even to look out his favorite window.
Our other cat, his twin sister, Hazel, doesn’t have even a slight issue being in here. As to help rule stuff out, the two of them have a great relationship, only play fights, they snuggle a lot during the day, they’ve always been free to go between one another’s rooms during the day. Nothing has changed between them, whatever is happening isn’t because of any weird cat territory thing.
I don’t know what’s going on. It’s been happening for about two weeks. He’s a little over one year old, his name is Prior. It wasn’t exactly the bed at first, more like the whole room. He was totally fine, we’ve lived here for almost four months. I live with other people so this is our room. He runs all over the house in the day, though he naps in here on the bed (it’s next to his favorite window,) then he stays in our room with me at night with the door closed. Then one morning, it’s like BAM! Fear!! I can pinpoint the exact second that it happened. After that he would hardly even come in here, he’d have to crouch down as low as possible, walk as slow and cautious as possible, and sniff everything. He’d lightly paw at some stuff too. Even the slightest sound or movement would give him these full body flinches. At one point I picked him up sleeping in the kitchen (he’s a heavy sleeper) and the moment we crossed the threshold into our room, he flailed so hard that I have three massive scratches all down my forearm. My baby is always insanely gentle with me. So he was scared out of his bloody mind.
He’s been getting better about it, I left him in here for several hours while I was at work, and I did that for two days. It seemed to help. Now he’s coming in here on his own, it doesn’t take him 10 minutes to walk over to the food bowl. He’s still jumpy, but not quite as bad. I tried Feliway, but couldn’t tell any difference at all. I’ve still been using it, but that’s mostly just because I paid for it.
He started sleeping on the other pillow next to me, it’s in corner against the wall. It’s like his new safe spot. He still isn’t fond of the floor. He avoids it if he can, instead jumping from the bed to the desk.
Then last night, around 3:30AM, he wakes me up by practically screaming, then flailing, flinging his body onto mine in a mad dash to escape absolutely nothing. He managed to fly himself to the desk chair, then stared at the bed as if Freddy Krueger himself had tried to yank him into the mattress. It was insane.
I tried to put him back on the bed, but he reacted the same each time. I tried snuggling him and going over to the bed, but he’d only barely been able to contain his flail so he wouldn’t hurt me before I was able to let him go. He woke me up again around 5, he was playing with my computer keyboard, because he still hates the floor, and I tried again. There was no change. It’s 9:30 now, and he won’t even step foot on the bed, not even to look out his favorite window.
Our other cat, his twin sister, Hazel, doesn’t have even a slight issue being in here. As to help rule stuff out, the two of them have a great relationship, only play fights, they snuggle a lot during the day, they’ve always been free to go between one another’s rooms during the day. Nothing has changed between them, whatever is happening isn’t because of any weird cat territory thing.
