I shut the gate, only to be confronted by two black mastiffs. They were angry at being left outside, away from the chickens. One of them bit me through the chicken wire of the fence, and although I didn't feel the bite, I was outraged that this dog had bitten me.
I woke up and heard the only slightly more peaceful sound of Cargill crowing to be let out. The chickens were perfectly safe inside their fortress, and would be so until I got down to let them out. For some reason, though, the dream really scared me.
