Well everyone who's read The Hitch-Hikers Guide to the Galaxy remembers the white mice. Trillian keeps them in a cage on the Heart of Gold and they escape on Magrathea. It turns out that the mice are "hyperintelligent pan-dimensional beings," not "little white furry things with the cheese fixation and women standing on chairs screaming in early sixties sit coms," as Arthur thinks.
All this time it was the mice who had been running the experiments and who had commissioned the Magratheans to create the Earth in the first place. The Earth was destroyed by The Vogons 5 minutes before the experiment would have come to fruition, which necessitates the creation of a new Earth. [chapter 24]
I started making Inchies this year before I realized the words were all from HHGG, otherwise I would have made my mouse white:
Even my quilled mouse is grey. I think he's kind of cute. I'm not sure why he has a red nose. Maybe he's a Christmas mouse and wants to guide Santa's sleigh.
I've always wondered why anyone would think women would stand on chairs screaming, terrified of a little mouse. Or think it was funny. Stereotyped behaviour invented by men, I'm sure. I was raised in the country where mice were not uncommonly to be found in the basement or garage. I was told not to touch them but never was afraid of them.
Now insects of any kind, on the other hand, do have me screaming hysterically (well maybe more cringing than screaming) - I simply cannot abide bugs, or anything creepy-crawly - or slimy! Yup, definitely phobic. Maybe I should be more sympathetic towards the mouse-phobic.
On this pleasant note, enjoy your week. What are your phobias?