He still likes to maintain a constant presence in our room, on the bed, night or day. With this comes the possibility that I may consume some delicious food item while sitting next to him on the bed in front of my computer. And depending on whether said food item smells as delicious to him as it does to me, he often decides to investigate and judge for himself. I'm am not frequently helpful in assisting him in this endeavors. Often he ends up perched in my lap while I hold whatever I'm eating at far reach away from both of us. Not ideal.
Whether this is his attempt to gain favor in my eyes, make me feel guilty and acquiesce his sniffing request the next go around, or he simply wasn't all that interested, I shall never know. But he certainly made me feel in control.
Like a boss.