Well, came home today and couldn't believe my eyes, hormone on legs (Ella) has decided to eat yet another bed

She has so far been through 4 dog beds in as many years, the latest one was a "human" double duvet, my old one. The feathers are everywhere all over the conservatory, where she sleeps, in the furniture, in the kitchen, all of humans look like giant chickens :D need I say any more?

She is very happy with herself, she loves to see me chase feathers all day :D even joining in to catch some. Murf looks like a walking Turkey, complete with the "turkey walk", he thinks he has grown feathers and now has a identity crisis :D and anyone who knows what a Briard coat is like will sympathise totally ;)

Very strange as she always loves her beds, but eventually destroys them all.

:D:D:D She only has your pleasure at heart, bless her! Ella tells Murph " Oh look at her wee red face and listen to those happy squeals as she chases up the feathers! Who cares about the bed as long as shes having fun!" Morse managed to eat a plastic bed and as many cut up single duvets lovingly machine hemmed by Mother, till we gave him an old caravan cushion to sleep on and even he couldnt demolish it. Have you tried vetbed?