I'm absolutely completely and totally terrified of mice. I know it's stupid, but I just can't stop. I couldn't even read the scary mice stories on this post.
We get mice in our garage every winter. Last winter we only had one or two. The winter before that we set traps and caught at least 3 a week for over two months straight. YUCK! They never set foot inside the house, but I wouldn't go into the garage. If I opened the door and saw something run, DH would have to pull my car into the driveway in the morning. Once I opened the door and a gray foot came inside. I've never slammed a door that fast in my life. I don't know what happened to that mouse. I always tell DH that if the mice come inside, we have to move, but so far we've been lucky. The exterminator says there's nothing we can do but trap them since there's a creek behind our house. They go there in the winter to drink and use our garage to warm up.
The funny thing is that mice in the pet store don't really bother me. I don't think I'd want one at home as a pet, but it wouldn't give me nightmares as long as it was white and fat. It's the element of surprise that gets me.