Strange Friendly Dog (night of 09/09/2013)

I am in my parents house - this house bears no resemblance to any house they have ever had in waking life. Dark interior, cool and shadowy. The feeling it is summer outside. I am caught up in something - not sure what. A dog appears, a large black friendly dog. I scratch it's neck. The dog is pleased by this. There may be someone else in the room at this point. The dog tires of my attention and wishes to be let out of the room. I do so, and it trots down the corridor, and, as far as I can remember, curls up on a bed in another roomm perhaps my parents room.