I dreamed I was at a camping site and everyone else had left, only I was there, and I was cleaning up. My dog was there too, but instead of being a Rottweiler, she was a Great Dane. I was doing my assigned chore, everything was fine when my dog broke her leg somehow while walking. And somehow it was my fault. I was horrified and put her gently in my car, picking her up with ease , (she is 95 pounds) she wasn't crying or whining. The skin was broken, and the leg bone was poking through, it was a horrible break.
I was ready to leave when I realized that people had left the fire burning; three fires, actually, huge ones, that I now had to put out when my dog might die! I was furious and stomped around trying to put them out but not really succeeeding. Finally I just left to take my dog to the vet, knowing it would cost an astronomical sum. The vet took her and I went back to the site feeling empty and sad, to finish putting out the fires.