I made a dog bed for Beau because it would be cheaper to just sew one myself than to buy one (especially since I had a feeling he'd eat it) and I just finished it this weekend. It's huge - about 32" by 50" and it fits nicely in his crate and is piled high with soft and snuggly stuffing. I made it out of corduroy and fleece (with the stuffing inside a muslin liner) and I think it's pretty snazzy (also considering this is my first time sewing anything on my own).
I brought it into my bedroom where Beau was sleeping soundly (on my bed I might add) and I put it in his kennel. He woke up of course and we started doing our practicing his obedience with the treats. I told him to "go kennel" and he gets there and bolts for the door.
Ahh... I spent all this time on his bed and he's afraid of it! Ultimate sadness!! Of course I realize dogs have no concept really of knowing that I put my heart into this for him so he should love it - he's probably like "ack! scary fluffy giant thing!"
But I'm still sad. Hopefully he'll learn to like it! It only took him 20 days to stop being afraid of the balloons in the living room from my birthday!