It turned out there's a phobia for this, one I don't get, it's hard to get other peoples phobias, this fear of something reasonably cute, bright eyed with big ears, nibbling on a wedge of cheese, what's scary about this? Didn't Mickey Mouse enlighten us? It's not a spider, that alien 8 legged intelligence that can, will, give venomous bite, will drop on you from the ceiling or entangle you in webs, look what happened to Miss Muffet, no, it's just a mouse.
But the salad girls, both of them are terrified, wide eyed, they've seen it, flitting out of the corner of their eyes, Greg and A***** confirm it, they've seen it as well...me, I see nothing, or chalk it up to flashbacks or sobriety...
These girls, they do the stereotypical standing on chairs and scream quietly, muffling their mouths, summoning the men folk in from the field, armed with pitchforks and ready to do battle, but the mouse is long gone...
I should affect an air of sympathy, compassion, one is worried, it was last seen in the office where she keeps her purse, I can find no trace, "maybe it's crawled into your bag?" I suggest helpfully, her purse is open, in terror she shakes her it out onto the desk, shakes it at arms length, inspects the contents, then gingerly repacks it all up...
Meanwhile, I'm hatching a plan, I'll cure them all, I just need some cat toys, or maybe just a handful of dryer lint, a little string for a tail, cork for a body...
Synonyms: Murophobia, Suriphobia,
Link: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fear_of_mice
Link #2: http://www.abc.net.au/news/2015-11-06/canberra-archaeologists-discover-dog-sized-rats/6918658