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Our rescue, Cyrus, is a love and has brought so much joy to our lives. He loves meeting new people, going for walks, and riding in the car. He rarely barks and doesn’t chew furniture or beg for table scraps. But, he has one very curious behavior that we don’t really understand…he doesn’t like feet. Mostly, my feet…and only at night.
Last night I was quietly sitting on the couch. Cyrus was lying on the floor between the couch and the coffee table. He prefers being between objects. Protected, so to speak. I got up and he immediately pounced on my feet. He hadn’t done it in a while, and I may have startled him, but there was that odd behavior again. He doesn’t bite me, just pounces, and then usually grabs his nearest toy as if I got up to grab it.
We adopted Cyrus when he was about a year old, so we don’t know much about his early life. We were told that he spent a lot of time tied up outside and that it was a neighbor who always made sure he had food and water. It was most likely that same neighbor who alerted authorities so that Cyrus was eventually removed and taken to a shelter.
Why the curious behavior? Perhaps he was kicked as a pup. Perhaps it’s at night that he remembers his fears and worries…much like humans. Perhaps he’s afraid of someone or something taking away what belongs to him. We can only guess.
A hug, a reassurance, a gentle pat is all he needs when this happens. And we are happy to oblige.