B: What a lovely dog!

G: Yes. But I used to be afraid of dogs. 

B: Really? Why?

G: Yes. When I was about five, a dog bit me.

B: Oh. But I love dogs very much. 

G: I love dogs now, too. I have a pet dog. 

B: What else did you use to be afraid of?

G: The dark night. When I was very young, I never went out alone at night. How about you?

B: I used to be afraid of snakes.

G: Me, too. What are you afraid of now?

B: Oh, blood. What about you?

G: I’m afraid of mice.