My 18 year old little sweetie is completely obsessed with the ironing board. She can hear you putting it up a mile off and then comes running in to sit under it whilst you iron. Now this is all lovely and cute until ... heaven forbid! ...a piece of clothing touches her. Then she flicks her tail and yelps as if you are hurting her. Can't help but think it's linked to something in the past ( she struggled to be housed at first but has been with us for 17 years!) Thing is, I can't not use the ironing board! Any ideas?