Dream Seekers

Last night I had a very strange dream. I don't have crazy dreams often, but here goes:

I was at home with Jemma, George (Ed's dog that was killed by the other dog), and another small dog. I ordered a pizza. Three delivery guys came to my door, and were asking about the traffic and why it was so busy on my street. When I don't leave my house, I never look out of the windows, so the fact that there was a lot of traffic was news to me. I told them that I guess there was an accident and they were rerouting the cars. The pizza guy told me my pizza cost 22 dollars. I told him that was way too much for one pizza, and I would like for him to call the manager or whoever. One guy called, and one of the guys went back to the delivery car. The other guy somehow slipped past me and was in my house. I noticed that the dogs were barking, but they were locked in the basement, or somewhere put away. The guy was walking room to room in my house and he wasn't taking anything, he was just scoping out all of the rooms in my house. I immediately left the guy at the front door, and followed the third guy into my room. When I got there, he was sitting on my bed (as if he was going to take his shoes off, but he was just sitting there). I put him in a headlock (there was no struggle), and I cleared away everything on top of my secret hiding place for my gun. I grabbed the gun, and pointed it at him and told him to slowly move out of my room and out of my house. He had something in his hand, but it was dark and I couldn't see that well. It might have been a gun, and he might have shot me, but he didn't. I kept pointing the gun at him and told him that I would use every bullet I had on him if he didn't leave. He left, and told his buddies that I was crazy and had a gun. I never received the pizza, and I noticed that there was a lot of traffic on my street. I thought about calling the police, but I thought I might get in trouble for having the gun since it's not mine. That was the end of the dream.

I have been thinking about this dream, but I can't think of why any of that stuff was in my head. Pizza? A gun? Three guys? Traffic? I have no idea. I do recall I had 22 dollars in my wallet, but that's the only tangible thing I can think of related to this dream.