I'm outside by this tall building, which seems to be propped up. It's like it's my responsibility, the engineering of holding it together, but it seems very unstable. A corner unexpectedly breaks away and falls, sending heavy rocks and debris hurtling toward me, and raining down. It's scary but none of the rocks hit me.

Later I'm getting out of somebody's truck, as if to go into a restaurant or something, but the dogs have to stay in the truck. I give them something to chew on, but I'm sure that Charlie will climb up on the seat to do his chewing, which will make a mess on the seat. I'm trying to figure out how to prevent that, but I don't know what else I can do with the dogs.