"No," the teenager called out, nearly taking it back. "It's ... actually it's perfect the way it is. I just ... I just want it to be clean and ... brushed a little?" He was not sure what could nest in the clumped-up patches of fur since the toy seemed to come from the attic. In magical households, anything could be infested if it lay dormant for decades or even centuries. It was better to give it a deep cleansing.