Dream: I access a manhole cover in our living room, even though I know I am forbidden to do so. As soon as it is open, Max the Chihuahua jumps down inside it. Peering in with a flashlight, I see a narrow opening about ten feet long with Max at the end, looking at me. I begin to cogitate different schemes to rescue him, including hooking a coat hanger through his collar, or using a lasso to haul him up. At no time do I consider calling a plumber because I know the consequences of anyone finding out will be dire.
At that point in the dream I woke up to find Max on the bed next to me. I pulled him over close and told him he was a good boy, very relieved the manhole debacle was just a dream.