Robo's Dreams

I am in a small wooden shack with some other people. I am at some king of summer camp in the woods. we wait for a minute or two, an old man walks in and starts talking to us, mainly me. He is feeding a fire with some kind of bellows system. I do not remember what was said, I do remember his mouth moving, but the memory of the words is not there, it is just silence. He finishes talking and leaves, revealing an open doorway to outside behind him. I walk through it to some sort of outdoor patio area with a ceiling but no walls. there is a light above and a campfire that everyone is gathered around, laying down. I lay down somewhere near the campfire and stare at the ceiling. after a few minutes the lights go out, everyone groans, "oh dear, the lights went out." as we all know it is a prank. I feel something brush against me, it seems to have long, soft, slightly curly, black fur. I reach out to pet it. wetness, something is licking my arm, I find this slightly annoying. I open my eyes to find the lights on and a dog licking my arm, one of the curators dogs, obviously. I try to get it to go to someone else because I find its constant licking annoying.