Dream about Dying Pet Dog

Dream about dying pet dog is a warning for a situation that is potentially dangerous or a relationship where you are getting burned. You are being none or nothing. You may be trying to shield yourself or be less noticeable. The dream stands for feelings of guilt and shame from your actions. You are resorting to tricks and superficial means to get ahead, instead of on your merit and accomplishments.

Dying pet dog is a hint for you feel trapped in some relationship or situation. You cannot always do things on your own. Some aspects will not be denied any longer and must be dealt with on a conscious level. The dream suggests lost or missed opportunities. You are trying to shield yourself from being emotionally hurt.

Dying pet dog in dream is about your arrogance and that you need to tone it down. You may be trying to evaluate a situation and gather information about your environment. You are getting rid of the burdens that has been weighing you down. The dream is a warning alert for compensation for your hard work. You are still trying to feel out some situation.

Dream about dying pet dog is a clue for a lack of protection against risk

You do not realize the difficult struggles and challenges that you will have to endure. You cannot control the action of others. This dream points to your inner desires to live without having to worry about financial and material troubles. It is time to utilize your potential and be more assertive.

Dying pet dog is about low self-esteem. You need to pay more attention to your intuition or gut feeling. You have low self-esteem and a lack of confidence in yourself. Your dream is a warning alert for your difficulties and frustrations in communicating your thoughts across. You are in an enclosure, either in home or work place, that is shrinking.

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Retta

I dreamed my dog was greviously injured and a vet worked on his injuries but he was way too rough so I took my dog in a car to find better care for him. I didnt want anyone else to hold him, only me, and his head kept flopping limply over my arm. I held him wrapped in my shirt while I drove and the vet who was not gentle and his mean friend kept chasing me, trying to keep “helping” my dog and telling me I was a wimp because I did not like the “gore” they created when trying to help my dog.