The tall man human has begun staying the night. This was not discussed with me beforehand, which I find disrespectful. My human claims it is fine and assures him that I like him, a statement I consider wildly premature.
The sleeping arrangements have changed. There is less room than before, though somehow more blankets. I objected by sitting on the clean laundry. This protest was ignored. At night, however, the tall man provides acceptable cuddles and does not move when I settle in. I have therefore allowed him limited access.
I now sleep on his pillow. This is not affection. This is supervision. If my human believes this means I approve of him, she is mistaken. Still, I remain where I am, warm and comfortable, which complicates my position.
Further evaluation will continue.
