Awake after dreaming about a big, dangerous snake in my house. We fed it a poisonous frog and it died. *goes back to bed*
Sounds a bit like this dream I had as a small child.
It took place in a strange house, which I had never been in before, or after the dream for that matter. The house was two stories, had a large foyer, and one of those older doors with a mail slot.
My two brothers and I were sitting in a circle, on the rug in front of the door, playing Go Fish. Suddenly, without warning, a humungous snake, most likely a python of sorts, slithered in through the mail slot (that's dream logic there) and onto the floor in the middle of our little circle. All three of us jumped up, the playing cards flew everywhere, and we ran for the stairs. For some reason, my brothers both got to the stairs before I did, so I ended up closest to the snake.
My older brother got to the top of the stairs first and was looking back at my younger brother and I with wide eyes. My younger brother was almost all the way up, and I was about halfway up when the snake grabbed me by my ankle with its tail end, and dragged me back down the stairs and into its mouth, head first. I remember that it somehow chewed my head (for some reason I always associated it with chewing a gumball), and that I could literally feel its fangs sink into my skull with each bite. It felt like I had a splitting headache, localized in two spots. It was then that I woke up.
Some weird dream I had, right? Oddly enough, I never really had a fear of snakes. I might have not liked them as much back then as I do now, but I never vehemently despised them, or was afraid of them. Sure, I can't stand their shed skin (yeah, I know, I'm weird like that), but that's beside the point.
I think I am going to go and look up dream analogies and see what my dream means.