Look at them, aren’t they lovely. There dogs, woof, woof. They may be fighting and biting each other. They are speaking with their heads out of the window. One time, I never did this, I am sticking my head out of the window now. The big one is called Jimmy and the little one is Joey. They don’t know each other and they are enemies. They are going to have a big fight. You would hear the usual sounds and that awful sound woo wau wau.
They would woof woof woof. They are going outside fighting and jump from the car and would catch each other. They look like fighting but Mum is alright. The owner is in the car. They are both looking at each other. They are fighting and like each other. One has a bigger light. One dies after the fight, the big one, Jimmy dies. He was buried in the ground. That is no good. He is fat and lazy that’s why he died.
This story was created by Mabel, Monica, Therese, Val, and Brenda at Carinya Dementia Unit on 22 May 2014.