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.