In the dream C2's friend was over with his dog but the dog didn't have a leash (somehow this child carried this squirmy, flea infested large Border Collie mix many miles to our house, which by the way is NOT the kind of dog he owns?!), so I sent C2 to the car to get the leash (yes, this is how we end up with all those wayward animals - we keep a leash in the car). It took her forever to come back, so I went out to the car only to see that the leash was still in there.
At this point I must mention that we suddenly weren't at our own home. I've never been in a house that looked remotely like this one. We were obviously transported to in order to have the next event occur. I went looking for C2 and found her in this barren family room that had a fireplace. My husband was there and C2 was on the ground. Hubby told me that C2 had hit her head on the fireplace and couldn't even crawl her way into the adjoining room to get help. C2 kept repeating "I don't feel right," so we decided to take her to the ER.
In the meantime, though, we can't manage to corral all the dogs (suddenly there were 15 dogs!) behind a kiddie gate with a hole in it so we can leave. At this point we managed to accumulate four of five more kids, the likes whom I have never seen before, who we can't corral into the car.
At this point I woke up.
So, when I picked C2 up this morning from her sleepover imagine my shock when she told me that at 3am she rolled over and hit her head on something!