My cat used to have this phobia about my comb and my not-running hair dryer. All I had to do was just show either item to her, and she would take off running! And, no, I never harassed her with either. I'd say "Gail...look."; she was out of there. Silly goose! This same kitty liked to sit on the edge of the sink while I was getting ready for work in the morning, and watch me put on what little make-up I wore. She would really concentrate on what I was doing, like she was taking "girl lessons". When I finished, she'd go on her merry way!