[it takes her longer than she'd like to come up with an answer, staying on target is hard, but]

The piano blanket. There's still some left. With the recorder.

[indeed, never one not to jump on a good idea, she left the part of the piano blanket from the music room she didn't donate to Hershel stuffed into the instrument case she'd nabbed, along with other heavy/bulky things. It sits neatly in the opposite corner of the room; apparently too boring-looking to steal.]

...If you go get it, don't have to have scrapple arm on the couch.