I was in bed asleep, and when I woke up, our open house was going on.  Peter and Irene Patrickson, and her mother, were sitting at my bedside.  I was embarrassed, and anxious to get up and get dressed, but they began asking me about how Lila was doing.  I tried to tell them about the macular degeneration, but couldn't think of the word "macular," so I said "retinal."  Irene's mother said she had had the same thing, and she really missed seeing things.  One of her eyes looked in a different direction from the other one.    When I finally got up and began to circulate at the party, I saw to my shock that not only was Robinette Schwarzenegger there, so was Judy Cookson.  I thought maybe Robinette was still living with Jerry and came on his invitation, but I thought it really took some nerve for Judy to come without an invitation.  I was surprised that Robin was there because sometime earlier in my dream, Jerry had come into an office where I was working-presumably at our department-and began to use the file cabinet.  Over his shoulder he thanked me for my invitation and said that "Irina" was going to come too.  I guessed that he had remarried.  Anyway, I got in bed with my wife Anita in another room and wondered how she would react to their being there.  I was afraid she would cause a scene by ordering them to leave, but I feared even more that she would make me order them to leave.  To my surprise, though, she seemed to be amused by the situation.  Our bed cover looked like the top of a stove, with burner covers.    I went outside, and found that quite a few people were outside, and that we were already in the state we were retiring to.  They had gone for a walk, looking around our property, and they had opened a section of fence between our property and a neighbor's who had livestock.  I was concerned about that, but didn't see any of the horses or cows around.  We lived on a mountain top, and the moon was shining on the snowy peaks of more mountains across the intervening valley.  It was beautiful.  I pointed it out to the guests, and they oohed and aahed.    As people began to leave, I noticed that some horses and cows had indeed come down from the neighbor's property through the fence.  I was really afraid that the neighbor was going to be really mad at me for letting them out, and I began trying to herd them back through the gap by running and shouting at them.  It worked fairly well, but I was anxious, because I needed to be telling my guests goodbye at the same time.  There was even one panda which had escaped.  When I ran at it, it began doing back flips toward the fence opening.  I was still trying to herd these animals, when I came back into consciousness.  I was aware that I was breathing heavily and thought Anita would worry and try to wake me up, but at the same time I was still in the dream enough to worry about getting the animals back through the fence.    I guess it was when I went back to sleep that I was telling the guests goodbye.  There were two young women leaving together that I didn't know very well; one of them I didn't know at all.  When they began to drive away, I remembered something that someone had told me about the route back-something about its being closed at some point, and an alternate route one would have to take.  I ran and stopped them, but I couldn't remember the details of what I had been told.  I spent a long time in frustration trying to think of it.  Finally I had to content myself only with having warned them that they might encounter a problem.  Later on, I was in a museum and encountered these same two young women.  The one I knew slightly was conducting a tour of the museum for some well-heeled visitors who were considering making a substantial donation.  The other woman, whom I had met only at the party, was apparently her assistant, not involved in the tour.  I was going to ask her if they had had any trouble coming back, and also for advice about seeing the museum, but I guess I woke up, because I don't remember any more.