Dare I hope for improvement?

Mouse apparently spent the night sleeping on the couch instead of curled up in the cat bed she's been favoring since she came home. She perked up when I sat next to her and she started digging to Chine even before I began to pet her. (She's a compulsive kneader when she's on the couch. You don't have to touch her to set her off.) And she ran to the food bowls when I picked up the food bag and shook it. She was right there with the rest of the furry monster impatiently waiting to be fed. I left her and Heru eating out of the same bowl - never mind each monster has its own - which is something the two of them have done since Heru joined the pride.

I'm hopeful she's on the road to being herself again.