Mister is scarred of the ironing board. Whenever I do laundry I like to iron my jeans afterwards. And I swear he sees me take out the iron and he puts his ears back head down tucks the tail and goes to hide in his "house"(its a crate) until I am done. And if I collapse the ironing board itself too quickly and it makes that noise forget it he won't come out wihout some sweet talking and cookies close by.