Today's OneWord: Pointer

"Don't mind Simon," I laughed, as my old hound snorted by my leg. "He's quite the sniffer."

Riley smiled. "My dog's quite the pointer," they replied. "She just loves to just freeze up in that pose, as if she's leading us to a grand new destination."

"Adorable."

"Definitely love dogs." Riley gave me a look. "You're okay with cats, too, right?"

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