Light Through Dark

When Panda was ill, I kept on knitting. I ended up with a lace scarf. I didn't think about it at the time, but it was a basicaly black scarf, even if it was all nice and airy. I should have held it up more often and let the light shine through. Panda continues to heal in silence and with no guilt trips. Her hair is coming growing back and soon we won't be able to see the scar. Last night, she and her daughter got into a loud, hissy, paw-batting cat spat. All bettah now?