The Father Dreams

Last night, I had a dream. In this dream, my pregnant wife and I were in someone's mobile home. As we were leaving, we stepped out from the door onto a very small wooden deck. The deck had no rails. Brandi, unable to see her feet, stepped over the side of the deck. She completely missed the stairs and fell about five feet to the ground. I heard her scream as she fell but was unable to catch her. A vicious dog in the yard came running. I was going to have to make a split second decision. Do I fight back the dog to keep it away from my wife. Or, do I ignore the dog and see to my wife's injuries in hopes that the dog keeps its distance. At this point, I awoke.