Battling wolves that look like doggies

I think this has become a recent recurring dream, the fighting of the wolves that look like doggies. On this particular occasion I was in some sort of dark, kinda creepy house, one level I believe, kinda felt like my grandma's old house in Akron, OH. I seemed to know the dogs were coming, or perhaps willed them into existence, and they came running out of the darkness. It was snowy out. There were at least three of them, all snarling and looking pretty scary and mean. The first one was a tan, droopy skinned dog that was very muscular. I had my katana and slashed and stabbed at them, but I don't remember actually killing any of them. I believe my brother was there also. I'm pretty sure we survived and I do remember that, as the character in the dream, whenever I thought of the dogs they would come running, except for once maybe.