I kept his nose—still have it—metal with prongs like a jewel setting. If I’d have thought about it, I probably could have split a seam and unstuffed him, washed his skin and restuffed/sewed him. I didn’t. All I was thinking about was getting that stinking thing out of my house—one of the boys got him, and he must have drunk a lake before he went to bed!
I can understand wanting to get rid of the smell - probably ‘saving’ it was the last thing on your mind at the time. YUK!