Some time ago, we found a chair that was being free-cycled in SF. It was in pretty good shape -- nothing that a little duct tape couldn't fix. It did smell of tobacco so we hit it with Febreze, after which it smelled of tobacco mixed with bad perfume. We then threw on a fleece throw (washed, of course) once used by the late great Tomokee. Kargo loves the chair! It is now her throne in the family room.