Sorry, Sarge

So I had this crazy dream last night. I can't really remember the whole thing, just bits and pieces. In one part, I got an $80 ticket for parking in a handicapped spot (and I was really mad because if I hadn't been talking on my cell phone, I would've noticed that it was handicapped). And then I had to give Sarge a bath. It went really well minus the fact that I somehow flushed him down the toilet. But I stuck my hand down the pipe and got him out. Yep, that was my dream. I wonder what it means...