Dreaming

I am in a garden, possibly at the house at Church Lane. At the bottom of the garden are two rabbits kept in a plastic container/box. The rabbits are dying. I bring them outside onto a grassy hill area to die in natural surroundings, thinking it will be nicer/better for them.

There is quite a large bird that is with the rabbits while they die. The one on the right has already died, and the one on the left is now close to death. I look over and see the bird lying lifeless on the ground, he has died too.

Someone instructs me to get some cold water and throw it over the bird. I do this, and he comes back to life. I shouldn’t have put the rabbits on the grass; I should have left them in their plastic boxes, and they would have been fine there.