I was just about to answer , in different terms. Even if Feud is dismissed as a period piece. And his significance is devalued, or outright dismissed, there is another market out there, one catering to people with dreams. Sometimes disturbing, sometimes alarming and at times appear almost prophetic. They want to know meaning, specifically toward their own interpretation, and sometimes within a broader spectrum , including the contexts and surroundings implied. This is why psychoanalysis stays alive, to navigate the structure of meaning. the nexus is too ingrained. To dismiss it outright.
I see this dream as your unconscious telling you to let go
of family attachments and fly, go beyond yourself.
You have great potential!
This doesn’t mean leave your family. It means realizing
your greater self beyond attachments.
I feel many people are constantly holding me back… I have been rectifying this these past few months, so we shall see 
Edited to add @ 14:51: I’m even more unhappy about the addition of preservatives on fresh produce holding me back fitness-wise, as one needs energy in order to achieve, and my energy was being greatly compromised by this addition.
Ever use window gardens? They are not just good for herbs and flowers. There are also breeds of productive mini fruit trees for houses/ apartments. Indoor drip irrigation is inexpensive to install as well. When you get the hang of indoor gardening you will know how to stagger your plantings so that you always have fresh and varieties of fruits and veggie
I don’t know what your dream means but the dog reminds me of the expression “let sleeping dogs lie”. The blue might be a clue to whom (or what) the dog is.
The bird (was it blue?) is probably your dream re-working the dog image into a more appropriate device (it’s like when we try to use a metaphor or an analogy to explain something to someone, and then we suddenly think of a better metaphor or analogy and start using that instead). If this is right, you might want to ask what the difference between the dog and bird were: one is fixed in place (i.e. stubbornness?) while the other is definitely mobile but still won’t go where you want it to go (i.e. distractability/inattentiveness? Too much so to notice what you are trying to show it?)
The dream may have something to do with your family and how useless you (sometimes?) seem to think they are, but it may not. Dreams, though seeming chock full of meaning, sometimes don’t mean anything at all. But picking an issue in your life–like family issues–and trying to map the meaning of a dream onto it can sometimes be therapeutic nonetheless–it’s an exercise in trying to figure out a healthy way to resolve the issue.
During my Web Design course on Thursday a pigeon flew into the training centre and gave us jokes with its flapping around and with its flying straight into the glass wall of our classroom a couple of times 
…reminded me of my dream, but it was a much more positive situation from all around than it was in my dream.
…and the similar expression ‘Don’t trouble trouble’… something blue and troublesome perhaps 
…it was jet black, and was definitely a separate situation from the sleeping dog, but both situations annoyed me equally so.
A separate situation. Dream scales comes to reintegrate or try to different ideas, images, irrespective of time lapse. They are processes looking for relevance. it is a deep dark place, imperceptible and vaguely connected on some level.
When I was a kid,there was an enormously popular group singing various down home songs, called the Everly Brothers. The hadnanhitmout called bird-dog, describing the troubling nature of a girlfriend or sometime other.
In my life this image/hybrid/concept, has come up once in a dream where a transformation of a kitty cat into a roaring lion took place, and another time, when some conscious images surfaced during waking hours, between tiny black puppies , notably hellish ones, cute as can be, and actually helpers of a far greater evil ; and a mesmerizingly good bird, also tiny like a humming bird, near a bush. They did not interact, but the bird and the puppies were the only things in a vast conundrum of a lost night. M
The puppies were imperceptible , their presence could only be noticed from slight whimpering, but the bird was noticeable. There became a tension between the seen beings and the unseen, implying the presence of an unspeakable evil seeking atonement.
perhaps Your dream is such as this, a hidden effort at some kind of liberation from the effects of a discontinuity within the labyrinth of Your mind. The darkness You dare not enter for fear of, that which re-presents itself every night at sleep.
Best advice given to me once was this: You are everything in your dream.
So you are the sleeping blue dog, the bedroom door, the bird, your nephew, the outdoors, the lounge, your sister, your pointing finger, the kitchen hatch, the upstairs, the standing mirror, downstairs. When you look at it like this … it makes a lot of sense. Would you agree?
If that’s the case, then I’ve got a lot going on in my life 
I’ll think about that one and get back to you…
You have a lot going on in your dream.
No need to get back to me… it is your dream.
Sounds like the looking glass self to me.
The advice is good but your interpretation is too literal. All emotions and feelings are yours but every image in a dream is not you. Emotions rise from relations between you and something else; there must be something else too.
For instance, the dog in Mags’ dream can have been one of those oblivious characters which seem to have caused the overall content of the dream.
I am not being literal at all. It is Mags’ dream and I did not make any claims as to the relevance of the objects in her dream. Every image in a dream is the dreamer unless the dreamer believes in spirits (animal or human) that interact with them when they dream or that they believe they enter another plane of existence when they enter the dream world. I say this as some people believe this and I am not here to reject these ideas (I am open to discussion but others may not be that open).
I have been having a series of short dreams just before arising for the last few weeks, but can’t quite remember any of them but one.
I had another series of waking visions a week or so ago… these ones were not cryptic at all, but I forgot to note them down, so cannot recall what the content was 
The only thing I do recall is that their sudden appearance in my head startled me due to catching me by surprise while I was in the middle of going to do something.
I had a pretty crazy dream a few months ago too. Subconscious messages man…
Do you recall what it was Artimas? oh… and welcome back
Thanks 
. Well it started with me walking on this beach, there was a wall about two, maybe three feet tall right at the edge of the beach and the ocean’s waves were crashing up against it, not too hard but small ripples. There was this little girl sitting on the edge of the wall looking down into the water, so I walked up to her and asked her who she was and I told her who I was. She said her name was Marcas or some name similar to that. I asked her what she was doing out here on the wall and she replied “I am fishing for pearls”. So I said oh, that’s pretty cool. She then handed me a black pearl and it was perfectly round and dark black, a bit shiny as well. So I was looking at it in my hands, I dropped the pearl into the ocean water near the wall on accident, right under where I was standing. So I decided to jump in to grab it because I saw it sinking to the bottom slowly and i knew if I let it sink there is no getting it back. So I jumped into the water and grabbed the black pearl real quick and then all of a sudden the ocean started pulling me out slowly and I started to go further out into the water, so I panicked slightly and began swimming as hard as I could diagonally trying to get back to the wall, eventually I got back to where I could grab the wall and climbed up. After that I was just standing there with the black pearl and I woke up. The little girl might have said something else when I got back onto the wall but I don’t remember.
it was also very sunny out and what one could say a perfect day, blue skies. Water was nice, blonde sand, and tree’s a bit further back in the distance, south of the wall i’d say. I guess one could say it might have been an island maybe? The little girl was either very tan, or not caucasian.