I’ve had this exact experience and recently solved it so I thought I’d put in my story in case someone else comes here looking for help.
I’ve only had my cat a year and half. She was a rescue adoption and highly anxious of people and noises. It took me a while to get her to trust me, longer than previous cat adoptions, and even now, she hastens to get out of my way if she’s on the floor somewhere along my path and if someone knocks on the door, she runs and hides under the bed. If she were a pack animal, she’d be the omega cat. She has no dominance characteristics whatsoever.
Even after a year with her, she was still very scared of my SO and to this day, if he moves too fast, she bolts.
So, 8 months into her adoption, she started pooping inappropriately around the house, on the bed, on the couch, under the bed, in the hallway… But not all the time, just randomly. Most of the time, she used the box. I did notice that she didn’t poop daily and that she might’ve been constipated.
After the second month, I did notice that she went wild quite often before she ended up in the litterbox. Strange strangling noises and loud mrows and running up and down the hallway, leaping onto the bed, then launching down the other way and leaping onto the couch (we live in an apartment).
This went on for six months.
Here’s what we tried:
- Took her to the vet, but they told me the same thing as OP. Nothing medically wrong with her.
- Tried some electric hormone dispensers. Expensive. Didn’t work.
- We put dropsheets over our furniture when we weren’t using it. But she’d still poop on the floor.
- Tried shoving her nose in the poop. Felt very badly about that. Didn’t stop her.
- I tried changing the type of litter. No change.
- Finally took the cover off the litterbox. End of problem.
I’m now inferring that her behaviour was due to anxiety about getting into the dark and covered litterbox. Because our apartment is small, there’s not much floor space and the only place for her litter is in the front entryway. But from here, you can here traffic in the hallway and the elevator quite distinctly. I’ve seen her flinch in the bedroom when hearing people outside the apartment door. I suspect the closed box just made her feel trapped.
BTW, she hates being put into the carrier and nearly always pees as soon as we put her in there. That was another clue.
Since I took the lid off (and then had to buy a litterbox with higher sides so she wouldn’t make such an enormous mess), there have been no further “accidents.”
She does still get wound up and runs up and down the hall when she wants to play, but she no longer makes the strangled and mournful noises when she gets antsy. She also seems to be less constipated and pooping more regularly.
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