On Sunday, she purchased a stuffed animal with the same approximate body shape and size that Woof Woof had been. Today, she asked Rowen to borrow Woof Woof's head, telling him that she found him a body. I recently read that someone was about to perform the world's first head transplant. It turns out that Alex beat them to the punch. As a finishing touch, she also replaced Woof Woof's missing nose. Rowen picked out a pink one (his favorite color) to replace the one that the puppies ate.
There's a little bit of a fur difference, but the change actually makes Woof Woof quite a bit softer, something that Rowen has commented on many times. He's very happy with the end result and has told me several times how much he loves his big sister. He's sleeping with the newly restored Woof Woof at this moment.
Like most transplants, I am relieved for the recipient, but cannot help but feel saddened for the loss of the donor (although obviously to a lesser degree than for actual living people). Still, the unnamed stuffed animal is a sort of hero. It lost its body so Woof Woof could go on, and a little boy could have his friend back.