Who won this fight....me, or the cat?

Facts, part one:
I approach my computer desk, because I want to read the Dope.
The cat is curled up on the chair.
So I pick her up, sit down on the chair, and put her back in position, still curled up, on my lap.
I skritch her ears, to reassure her that the world has not ended.
She purrs.

Facts, part two:
I remove my hand from her ear-skritching, because I want to type on the keyboard.
She stands up on my lap, jumps onto the computer desk, settles down in the sphinx position
And blocking my view of the screen. And purrs.

Facts, part the third:
I give her a tap on the butt, and ask her to please move.
She stops purring, but does not move.
I give her a slight shove on the butt, pushing her far enough to let me see the computer screen.
She lets me scoot her sideways, still in the sphinx position. She then stands up , walks back to the previous spot, and settles down again like the sphinx, blocking my view of the screen. And purrs.

Facts , part the fourth:
I shove her sideways again. She stops purring, but placidly scoots along with my hand.
Then she stands up, walks back to the previous spot, and settles down again like the sphinx, blocking my view of the screen. And purrs.

Facts, part 5:
repeat of facts, part the fourth.

Facts, part 6:
I move the computer screen sideways to the spot where I had previously pushed the cat.
The screen placidly scoots along with my hand.
The cat remains in her spot, still sphinx-like, and still purring.

The Final Result:
I have now achieved my goal of reading the Dope.
The cat is purring.
Life is good.

But who won?

oh, and in case somebody thinks I’m violating the rules:
here’s Ms. Cat, in a previous encounter with the computer

The cat. The cat always wins. That’s why they’re cats.

You did. When the cat is happy, you achieve happiness.

(But yeah, the cat won).

You’re still alive so you won. For now.
Do not go to sleep.

The cat won. Everyday is Caturday.

There’s no question here, by definition the cat wins.

The cat won, since it forced you to find another salution. You do get bonus points for finding sn option that suits both of you though.

I don’t even have to read the post. The cat won.

When you find the headless mouse on your pillow tonight you’ll know who won. Don’t be deceived by her seeming compliance with the solution.

Funny my cat use to do something like this during the colder part of the year. While sitting at my pc she would walk back and forth over my keyboard, infront of the monitor until I placed a pillow on my lap so she could lie down and enjoy the heat.

But that wasn’t enough, she’d then look up and meow for scritches. If you stopped and she hadn’t had enough she’d let you know.

As far as who won ? Looks like a draw.

The cat got you to accommodate her. She wins.

However, you got a friendly, purring kitteh, which makes a very good consolation prize. What a cutie. :slight_smile:

Dogs have Masters…

…Cats have Staff.

This is an important fact about cat people. We know that the cat always wins, and we accept that as the natural order of things. Hell, in our household, even the dog accepts it.

For this Round: Cat 1, chappachula 0.

You must be trolling. The cat won. You know it, we know it, the cat knows it.

WAIT! Was this posted by the cat, using her human’s sign-in? That would mean…

…the cat won. Which we already knew.

If you have to ask, you already lost.

The only time the cat loses is if it is to another cat. At our house the winner is always the smallest, who is also the only female.

My cat does NOT always win.

And then I find poop and or pee on my bed the next day :frowning:

So yes… the cat always wins.

Who won the fight?
!
Is this a serious question?

Now that the cat knows it’s ok to move your opponent mid-fight . . . let us know what happens next time.

In other words, the cat won.