That's the point

I started pointing today. With my index finger. At a dog.

We went to a barbecue and I spent a good deal of time checking out the little dog that lived at the house we were visiting.

I slowly pointed my finger at her until she leaned forward and licked my hand. I pulled back fast, but slowly extended it again. Another lick. Ooohhh! It was very interesting.

As well as the pointing and the dog, I enjoyed lots of cuddles at the party.