I came back from my trip to the Dominican Republic exactly a week ago. At first Planeta didn't appear, and by the time I was growing desperate thinking she had run away, she shows up - on top of a closet screaming at me.
Once I got her down, she literally spent the whole night running across the house like a bullet, and jumping from one place to the other, trying not to touch the floor, and screaming like if someone was beating her.
She didn't eat anything, and the next day, was spent entirely inside a closet she had found half opened. When I finally got her to eat was atop a table.
She's gone bonkers. She won't touch the floor. She's made a home of a little coffee table in the living room, and absolutely refuses to get from down there. And if she gets beyond the coffee table, its jumping from one high place to the other. Chairs, tables, sofas, desks, you name it. She would only go to the floor for the litter box, and today she's making her necessities atop the high places. Today is the first time she actually spends more than 24 hours in that coffee table. I tried persuading her by putting the food and water on the floor as always, but she refuses to eat, if it means going to the floor. I waited all these few days trying to see if she would get back to normal, but it hasn't happened, and this is worrying me. She has a phobia to the floor. Something happened to her while I was abroad, and I can't even start to comprehend what could have been so traumatic to her.
I also tried repeatedly to put her on the floor and hold her there for a few minutes, but then she will get all scared and jumpy and at first chance jump to a higher place.
Otherwise she's normal. She's got the same appetite she had before the trip. She drinks water normally. She sleeps normally, and stares out the window from the coffee table. And when I give out canned food, she will ask for it - from the coffee table. It seems to be more psychiatric than medical from what I can see of her. The only physical things thing I see of her: She's thrown up a couple of times in the last week, and before the trip she had an iron stomach. And she dips her paw into the water bowl, before drinking, like if she couldn't see if its full unless she touches it.
I'm running out of ideas here. I left her for a week, while I was off in the Dominican Republic. My cousin Vicky fed all the cats, and she came every day of the week and left food and changed the water. The litter boxes were not changed, but I just cleaned all the mess when coming back. And this is the first time I left her alone for a considerable amount of time (The other cats have been home alone before). And when I came back she has gone crazy.
Once I got her down, she literally spent the whole night running across the house like a bullet, and jumping from one place to the other, trying not to touch the floor, and screaming like if someone was beating her.
She didn't eat anything, and the next day, was spent entirely inside a closet she had found half opened. When I finally got her to eat was atop a table.
She's gone bonkers. She won't touch the floor. She's made a home of a little coffee table in the living room, and absolutely refuses to get from down there. And if she gets beyond the coffee table, its jumping from one high place to the other. Chairs, tables, sofas, desks, you name it. She would only go to the floor for the litter box, and today she's making her necessities atop the high places. Today is the first time she actually spends more than 24 hours in that coffee table. I tried persuading her by putting the food and water on the floor as always, but she refuses to eat, if it means going to the floor. I waited all these few days trying to see if she would get back to normal, but it hasn't happened, and this is worrying me. She has a phobia to the floor. Something happened to her while I was abroad, and I can't even start to comprehend what could have been so traumatic to her.
I also tried repeatedly to put her on the floor and hold her there for a few minutes, but then she will get all scared and jumpy and at first chance jump to a higher place.
Otherwise she's normal. She's got the same appetite she had before the trip. She drinks water normally. She sleeps normally, and stares out the window from the coffee table. And when I give out canned food, she will ask for it - from the coffee table. It seems to be more psychiatric than medical from what I can see of her. The only physical things thing I see of her: She's thrown up a couple of times in the last week, and before the trip she had an iron stomach. And she dips her paw into the water bowl, before drinking, like if she couldn't see if its full unless she touches it.
I'm running out of ideas here. I left her for a week, while I was off in the Dominican Republic. My cousin Vicky fed all the cats, and she came every day of the week and left food and changed the water. The litter boxes were not changed, but I just cleaned all the mess when coming back. And this is the first time I left her alone for a considerable amount of time (The other cats have been home alone before). And when I came back she has gone crazy.