feeding the dog

I dreamt that I went to my exboyfriend's. I had left some things there that I needed to get and was going to say hello to some of his friends. I showed up and only D was there and maybe someone else that was fun and nice. I looked around and found a fuzzy blanket that was mine and a couple of other items. Franky, his little pug was there and jumped up on my lap and rolled around on my blanket. It was pretty cute and sweet. I saw that he hadn't eaten yet and was whining, so I went to go get his dish and try to find his bag of food w/ the least amount of digging through things possible. I found one bag, but they were his treats. Then I found the other and a lot of the food came out too quickly, so I was trying to quickly clean it up so I could feed him and get out of there before ex came home. Then there he was all of a sudden. I told him what I was doing and asked him where I could put the food so that the other dogs don't get into it. He said... "well... you go down to the corner... take a left...," basically giving me crap, saying to get out of the house. I threw the dog food from the dish over my shoulder and it landed all over him. He laughed. He meant it good naturedly, but it still kind of bugged me. I got the rest of my things without looking back, swung my camera over my shoulder and then was going to walk out through the back kitchen. D was there and he had all of his camera equipment in the oven. I thought.... hmm interesting way to make sure there is no water in your camera. I asked him..."are you dehydrating your camera?"  He said... "No, that's ghetto man..." and smiled.