Tiger time

I had a dream where I lived in this house with my family and a bunch of big cats. It was a little nerve racking having to be around like an unrestrained tiger and jaguar all the time, but they mostly ignored us and acted like cats y'know. The white tiger was the most chill of the animals, and you could pet her and hangout with her. But the jaguar was still super wild, and it attacked the white tiger (she was small for a tiger) I jumped on the Jaguars back and grabbed it by the neck and tried to haul it off of the tiger, and my sudden intrusion on the hunt confused it and it let the tiger go and went away. I was pretty glad it didn't turn on me. But the tiger was injured and my sister was really sad about it. We knew then we had to find a way to feed these animals or they would all start turning on eachother and also us. So I started to train my pit bull. I don't know why I though that would help, because it did not. The tiger after the attack became lethargic, and she was bellowing alot and we didn't know how to help her. Eventually she said "lungs hurt" and we figured that the jaguar must have punctured her lungs, and there wasn't much we could do now. Me my sister and my mom all sat around her and pet her and tried to make her feel okay as she died. When she passed, we went and looked through her baby book of when we first got her. Donald Trump apparently gave her to us, and all the pictures of her as a cub had Donald Trump holding her. Trump was also wearing this ridiculous WWE outfit with like shiny gold straps n shit in every photo, and he had a mullet. I was a little bit annoyed I was trying to grieve my tiger and I had to ignore all these revealing photos of Donald. There was a little bit more that happened after the tiger died, like I left the house to go do something... But the rest is very fuzzy.