A similar battle goes on in my house daily, with dastardly provocation from either side, fighting for control over many coveted spaces including armchairs, beds, human laps and  the highly desirable territory known as the stairs. 

Many tactics are employed: growls, stares, mad dashes, nips and claws, and most nefariously, shameless displays of cuteness aimed at the humans to intervene in their favour. 

But who will win the war? Cat 1? Cat 2? Dog? Or will it be a stalemate?  

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