It took four years for Rex to overcome his insane fear of
the black and white tiles in the kitchen and utility room.
Four years of never walking on them, four years eyeing
them suspiciously when he walked by. Suddenly, he has
started coming in the kitchen and walking on the black and
white floors, only to develop a new phobia.

This time it is the iron. I don't know if it is the hiss
of the steam or the ironing board that he fears. When I
iron, which is a very infrequent thing, he cowers under a
table in Ted's workroom while keeping a watch on the enemy.

I cannot help but laugh at this huge dog, all ll9 lbs of him,
hiding from the iron but feeling compelled to keep a wary
eye on it.

Rex is a people dog. He loves everyone and we couldn't
love him more but he was a victim of harsh punishment when
he was a puppy by his first owner. It must be P.T.S.D.