We have Andrea.
She is ours! She shall not be returned to her knitting unless we receive 200kg of smoked salmon, a tanker of milk and 50 humans as permanent back scratchers. Oh, and the head of every dog in Melbourne.
In the meantime, look at the sleepy kitty....
Awwwwwwwwww!
And no, Mr Bond.
We expect you to feed us.
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