She likes it. Good thing, too. Because I think it came out way too thick and once wrapped around my neck felt like I was being strangled in a love embrace by Gonzo!
I saw two of these scarves in Ireland and was kind of excited about making one. They were cool to play around with. Megan had a white one that Ciara wore around a nightgown to be the White Witch as she ran up and down the halls of Grandma's house playing Narnia.
Example Consversation heard outside my bedroom door when I was trying to nap one afternoon:
Ciara: You come back here after all these years and just expect to be Queen.
Megan: I didn't go away! I was sent away!
Ciara: By who?
Megan: By you!!
Ciara: It wasn't me who sent you away, it was her!
Eva: I didn't do anything!
I had this running through my head the whole time I knit the above, which sort of made it worth the trouble of knitting Fun Fur with mondo 12mm needles. Never again....