This is why I do the driving

I dreamt last night that I was on a cross-country trip in my mother's minivan with my roommates, feiran and darkling1. At some point, we stopped and picked up, like, an abandoned lamb on the side of the road. While I worried about what to feed it--did it still need mother's milk? would it eat grass?--feiran took over driving. Somehow or another, we ended up at a port, and she started to back the van down a pier. I shouted at her to stop and throw it into drive instead of reverse. She kept going backwards and we ended up in the water. I promptly started freaking out about how to get us, the lamb, and our cats out out of the van before it sank to the bottom of the quay.

This is the second drowning dream I've had in a week, both times I was drowning with or because of feiran. I wonder if this has anything to do with the water fight we had two weeks ago...?