Last night I had a dream. I don't remember all of it, but I remember that it had to do with a butcher shop, where they were butchering a pig. Huge pig. They were saving the head to give as a gift to the emperor or someone important, and had provided us with bits of barbecued pork.
They had completely skinned the pig and removed most of the muscles and organs, so there was basically the skeleton of the pig with bits of flesh attached laying on a stainless-steel table. I was looking at the pig, when I noticed that it was slightly moving, and I jumped back. Everyone turned to look at me, and the pig skeleton started to kick, and we realized that either they had butchered it while it was still alive, or it was a zombie pig. Everyone started spitting out the barbecued pork they had been eating.
Later on, I was shooting a movie, and when I went to the camera case, I noticed that the butcher shop guys had saved the pig skeleton (skull still sttached) for me, and put it inside the camera case. It was a bloody mess. I understood they meant well, but it was going to be a major effort to clean out the camera case.
I have no clue about meaning, other than a clue from the "life gives you lemons" school of thought: If live gives you a zombie pig, make a movie.