Antigrav, Leaking Electricity, and Strange Dogs

I was walking along a dark alley at night. To the left were trees and power lines.  My sharp eyes spotted movement behind the trees and I noticed an air ship that looked like a fat rocket about 50 feet long was slowly moving along about 4 stories up.  The body was dark colored but it had small fins that were orange or tan in color but still hard to see in the dark.  I stopped and focused my attention on it and as I did, it also stopped moving.  It made no sound and I realized it was aware of my attention on it, so I looked away and it continued moving.  In my mind I was thinking, "So they have antigrav now, this proves it." But then I realized this might be a dream so I better wait to make sure I don't wake up first before I try to tell anyone.  As much as it seemed real, dream information is not going to be trusted in the same way, I thought to myself.  

I continued walking and got to a large red wooden structure on my left.  It reminded me of the red barn I currently work at and was 2 stories, but taller than my 2 story barn and with a wooden roof, not tin.  The peaks on the roof were taller too, it seemed more like a small house type of structure.  Power lines ran high over it and I could barely see some of the electricity was somehow leaking through the air in a zig zag path to the top of the structure which I felt was bad.  I could only see it with my third eye vision though, it was not visible to the naked eye.  

Cut to daytime and I was in front of the structure working with others discussing the electricity issue which I thought was dangerous and the others were explaining to me that they had been given mitigation measures and had performed all of them as instructed.  But I was still concerned because of what I had seen the night before.  However I did not understand the issue fully so I was not sure what to think and the situation left me feeling unsettled.

A bit later in the day and we had many cages set up in front of the structure with dogs in them and the woman who owned the dogs was puttering around taking care of them.  Buyers were coming to see the dogs and I was helping out. I took out one of the dogs to hold and carry around and asked her about them.  She said those dogs were 'random genetics.'  I am not sure if this is accurate but I felt like the dogs were not produced the usual way but some kind of biological engineering was used and the dog I had was basically an experiment.  Dogs that turned out ordinary like these ones were adopted out.

She was pulling out another one that looked like a large corgi in the back but had a huge wavy lions mane of hair on the head that was a very light blonde color.  I felt the mane was natural, not a special hair cut, and asked if that was also a random genetics dog and she said, "No, this one is a Morse."  She took her dog to a spigot around the side of the structure and got ready to bath it, but it did not seem happy about the plan.  It opened it's mouth really wide in protest but did not make noise. I interpreted that as its way of showing unhappiness. 

Meanwhile I had let my dog run on the ground and it trotted to the bathing area and jammed it's head and upper body into a deep puddle as if to sniff under water.  It did not even seem concerned about lack of air!  I pulled mine out of the puddle and laughed that mine was not to get the bath but was the one that wanted one.  

I walked back to the front and a man had a dog that looked like a double sized dark grey pug out and sitting on a table.  He indicated he wanted that one for sure and maybe one other but he was not decided yet.  He gazed with pleasure on the pug style dog and it gazed at him.  As the dog looked at him, its skin slowly twitched and undulated and I interpreted that as the way it showed pleasure, the dog had bonded with the man and they gazed at each other in adoration. 

All the dogs had large bodies and heads and smaller legs and I interpreted all of them as being 'puppies' although they did not all look like puppies.  They were sorted in their cages according to length of fur, from short hair to medium hair mixed genetics to the Morse dog.  They all seemed clean and happy and well taken care of.  When removed from their cages, we did not worry about them running away, they stayed nearby and were calmer and more reasoned than regular dogs. 

I walked back around the cages to the owner of the dogs, she had finished the bath of the one dog and we chatted about some health issues and genetics.  She was of a very short and slight build but seemed quite robust even though she was older with long gray fluffy hair. I felt like she was also extremely intelligent.  But she commented to me that a downside of something, and I am not sure what (her genetics?) was that she could only eat 'gnome food' which she seemed a bit sad about because she liked the taste of other foods but could not eat them.   End of dream.