The Haciendero
Or a cow.
It was a Siberian Husky in Sable and White color. Its name was Tiny. It didn’t seem to fit the name Tiny, though, considering how big the dog was.
"Go back to our room," Aslan commanded, but the dog just tilted its head and stared at her.
They exchanged glances, and that was when she let go of him, her face turning sour as she gave the dog an annoyed look.
"You have a dog in your room, but you didn’t even leave a warning?" she snapped, trying to cover up her embarrassment. "What if you hadn’t arrived? What would have happened to me then, Aslan?"