I found myself walking (not driving as I would in waking life) along a prominent street in my town.
It is late at night and lonely. I'm looking around to see if there is anyone else there.
Then I turn up another prominent street. I walk awhile then turn back and notice the street sign is not what I expected it to be. It says MARK St. Nothing like the street's real name.
I feel confused and lost.
I keep walking and I reach town houses to my right. I can hear a lady yelling and screaming, obviously upset about something. I can't make out what she is saying.
Then I see several dogs further ahead. I look to the right to see if I can go another way. But they saw me too. I think it may be OK to just keep walking towards them as they just seemed like neighbourhood dogs and one must be on heat. (I had a real life encounter, not unlike this, years ago).
I approached and I noticed a big sheep barging at the dogs. It was on a long chain and tethered. Instead of the road, I am now in long, green grass. As I walk a small ram or goat comes up to butt me but nothing happens.
As I expected, one of the dogs, a large scruffy one, comes up and grips me by the hand. I think if I try to get my hand away it will bite me. I am afraid but cautious. I just keep walking along with it, but the thought comes to my mind that I will make the dog feel I am leading him.
In fact I think I wanted to think I was leading him.
We walk up to a little old rundown shed. Its door is open. It is sunny and bright in there. There is a door on the other side, but closed. The dream ends and we didn't open the other door to go through.
Dream edited for easier reading - JT, 2005
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