My husband gave me a squirrel stuffed animal that was square-ish. I will find it and take a picture, but it may take me until tomorrow to find it. I gave it to my niece briefly when she was a toddler but I guess she was too old for it at the time and I took it back. It was musty so it went in the washer and dryer, and it's fur got a little frizzled from the dryer. I loved that man so much; I was upset for a long time I washed a shirt that smelled like him, when he didn't come back from Iraq.