Tiger cub

Date: 8/25/2019

Last night I dreamt that a tiger cub sort of ‘imprinted’ on me. I was worried it was alone with no mother so far away from its home and kept it with me. We really bonded but after a while it bit my arm playfully and almost dislocated my shoulder - then I realised how dangerous the situation would be when it started to grow into an adolescent or become more playful/boisterous. I still felt so much love and affection but began to greatly fear having an adult tiger as a pet and losing control. I started looking up ways to rehome the tiger somewhere it would be safe, but had no luck. I refused to give it to a circus or somewhere it would be treated badly or forced to work, I loved it too much and it had such a gentle soul. I tried Australian wildlife but they only accepted natives. I decided the best place would be a farm where it had love and company but had no luck. I never found anywhere.