I washed my little Clem's quilt and after 13 yrs of use its really starting to look its age -so like a good Mommy I made him a new one. Well he dragged it out of his travel box -which is where he goes to get away from the 'girls'- He hates the new quilt so I spent a few hours finding scraps as close to his quilt as I could to do some major repairs. But he is happy now.He has his quilt back in his sanctuary.