I was standing by a kidney-shaped swimming pool, when I saw a cartoon-like shark out of the water showing me it's big teeth in a malicious smile-like way. I then saw a British bulldog, white with black/dark Holstein-type spots, walk past my leg at knee height. It continued walking until it walked/fell/jumped into the pool. The shark swallowed half the dog into its throat, with the rear half outside the mouth. I went into the pool, probably diving but I now can't remember for sure, to save the dog, but in that attempt, the dream changed scenes.

I was then standing in blue water off of a sandy beach. As I got onto the beach, I saw, in the distance, a lone car parked on the beach, with a blond woman, wearing a bathing suit, walking to the front of the hood from around the driver's side fender. The car was a refurbished mid-1950's model. A close-up of her face flashed before me, and I said, "She's beautiful." I then saw myself, as a spectator would, walking on the beach toward her, with jeans only, no shirt.

I was then instantly standing at the passenger door, looking inside the car, where the woman was hovering in the air over the seats in a lay-down, flat-on-back position. She was stressed on her face, and I could hear her thoughts: "He's out and about, maybe chasing other women." I then saw the man that I assumed owned the car, a hefty man (not obese, but big-built) with short hair, perhaps a little curled (not sure about this), though he was not on the beach. I merely caught glimpse of him.

A voice from behind me said, "what are you waiting for, it's you she loves, go wake her." Thinking to go kiss her awake, Sleeping-Beauty style, my hand brushed/grazed her right knee as I was preparing to kiss her. She popped into my arms at the touch of her knee, and we rose into the sky together embraced (and apparently in love). End of dream.