My late-morning dream included a full-sized lion and an equally-large bear, who were napping on the concrete patio out the back, just outside the sliding doors. The bear woke up a bit and began to groom the lion, then they both edged closer to the wall of the house so as not to be lying in direct sunlight. The lady of the house was a little concerned that they might wander inside if the sliding doors were left open. She had a houseful of visitors, including several young children, who were there for a funeral reception.
A lot of my dreams take place in houses with multiple storeys and large numbers of rooms. It makes for some interesting transitions.
