For the last several months, Loco has refused to go off our property once darkness descends, unless we are right there beside him. We have to accompany him down the road while he does his thing, which is not a bad thing since it's the law here anyway. It's the change in Loco that has us stumped - he's simply scared of the dark and doesn't want to spend another second out there that isn't necessary.
What spooked him? We can only guess...
Once a cat was sitting in the bushes that Loco chose to squat beside, and he got a sharp claw poked into his butt - made him squeal. Maybe Loco is scared there are more cats sitting in the bushes waiting to get him?
Some people walk down the road armed with rocks or sticks to scare away dogs. A few weeks ago Loco was headed down the road with me behind him, and then he spotted a man ahead of us, walking away from us. As soon as Loco spotted the man he tucked his tail between his legs and tore off back home. Maybe Loco got a little too close to that man or someone else and received a knock on the head from a rock or stick and now he's scared of strangers?
Almost every night there is a boat tour from Cancun that visits Playa Tiberon. We can hear the music from the time they arrive to the time they leave, and some nights they shoot off fireworks over the water. Loco is terrified of the boom, so does he associate the music with the boom and therefore assume that if there is music, a boom can't be far behind so he'd better stay home where he's safe?
Loco used to sleep under our bed upstairs, but since we got a door at the bottom of the staircase we've been leaving the cats and Loco downstairs alone for those nights when we sleep upstairs. Loco sleeps under the bed in the downstairs guest room every night, which is where we also sleep when we have guests. Twice now, when we've been sleeping upstairs, Loco has managed to force open the accordion door in the staircase and sheepishly tip-toe into our bedroom and slide under the bed. The first time he heard thunder, so we understood. But last night? There was nothing we could hear that led us to believe Loco came up out of fear of a boom. We are forced to conclude that our dog is simply scared of the dark.
It's rather ironic that the dog, who is supposed to protect us from all evil, needs to sleep under the bed we are sleeping in because he's scared. Somehow he feels safe under the bed and in the same room as 'mama' and 'papa'. Who is protecting whom here?