Over a year (a dream)

Because I wanted to walk my pet goat (perfectly normal in my dream), I asked my niece to hold open the door for me as it was blocked by the bike of one of my neighbours. It was one of those modern black mikes with electric power. A friend helped push aside the bike. Suddenly I was back home again. With the goat. Who started feeding my goldfish: standing on its hind legs and with its front legs over the edge, it fed my goldfish some kind of grass. And smiled as the fish happily started eating it. 

The aquarium filled half my living room and the water looked brackish, dirty. As if it hadn't been refreshed in over a year.