"A what pointer?" That's a new word. He's idly and unthinkingly still poking Henry in the side, but is reminded it's time to stop when the cat reaches back and smacks his hand with one paw. No claws, just a bap. Micolash jumps and yanks his hand closer to himself again.

"Oh, but he has many toys! A whole room just for him, in fact. Things to climb and play with. I enjoy watching him go about it. Have you had a cat before? He is my first." Wow, a whole childhood and adult life with no cats; that's sad! "Part of the reason I am not...always sure what they are up to or on about. But it is interesting to learn. I've always liked them, after all."