I'm walking through an alternating landscape. Sometimes pastoral and sometimes subdivisions that vary in type... sometimes middle class cookie cutter and sometimes very affluent pastoral developments. I have a cat and a dog traveling with me. I feel worried for their safety from larger dogs. Sometimes they walk... sometimes I pick them up and carry one under each arm. There doesn't seem to be a point to our walk or a destination. Sometimes we enter homes but mostly not. As we walk the terrain becomes hilly.
We take a turn that seems to lead down into a dead end. Memory or the dream gets a bit fuzzy there.
I remember we entered a house and began exploring the rooms. It's an odd house. It doesn't seem very lived in. There is a noise from the front and someone is entering the house. We go through what I think is a door leading outside. It's actually a sort of patio, enclosed, and the exit doors are locked. The door we came through locked when I closed it so we're trapped. I try to think of what to do to get us out of here without any trouble with the person who lives here. I finally decide a simple mea culpa would be best... maybe the only way out. We didn't mean any harm and other than being where we shouldn't have been, we hadn't done anything. The door into the house unlocked and we entered cautiously. There was a pale, beautiful woman with long blonde hair leaning against a wall. She didn't seem to be aware of us. There was something supernatural or otherworldly about her. She seemed to be staring inward or off into nothing. There was more but dreams fade so quickly.

[Thunder Bow]

The cat and dog are two important parts of yourself, that you keep with you at all times. You are exploring life, and some times feel you are in places that you should not be in. Thus you feel trapped. The woman is looking inward, as you are doing in this dream.