I’m a fairly neat sleeper so most of the time the bed doesn’t need to be made again - I just smooth the doona and straighten the pillows so it looks presentable, which takes under 30 seconds. I properly make the bed every week when I change the sheets.
I would have to confuse the dog by dragging the sheets and blankets off; our poor dog has enough worry and tension in his life as it is. He LIKES the pillows and such to be found where he left them and he is very suspicious of fresh linen. I’m just basically not cruel to animals so I let him have his way.
I find it important to make the bed every day unless you live alone (and aren’t going to be inviting anyone into your bedroom). Probably because I have been raised this way, I consider making the bed as much a part of one’s daily habits as brushing teeth or changing clothes.
We tend to tidy up the bed right before we go to sleep. Otherwise, hubby would get no blankies.
I like a made bed, but rarely make it.
I make the bed almost every day. Most of the time, it’s fully made up with the pillow shams and everything, but some days it just gets the sheets and duvet pulled up over the pillows.
I’m really picky about my sheets; they must be tucked in and relatively wrinkle-free or it will keep me awake. Making up the bed every day only take a few seconds and means that I will sleep better. Also, like Twickster, I have a cat who loves to sleep on the bed and I don’t like her hair on the sheets.
I never make the bed unless I’m having company over, and only then if they’ve never been to my apartment before, and only then because my bed doubles as my living room couch and I want them to feel comfortable sitting on it.
As soon as my living arrangements once again include a bedroom with a door, it’ll be straight back to 100% messy-bedded joy (including sheet-changing day, during which I’ll roll around on the bed just to jack things up on principle). Life’s too short to care about blanket symmetry, and anyone who’d take the time to stick their head into my bedroom and disapprove of my untidiness would be cordially invited to go preach immaculacy’s virtues elsewhere.*
*Actually, that’s not quite the invitation they’d most likely receive, but hey, we’re in IMHO. Gotta keep it PG.
Well, Ivylad has odd sleep schedules due to his health, so making the bed is somewhat problematic, because chances are, at any given time, either he or I or both of us are in it.
We do make the bed when we change the sheets, just to get everything neat and tidy.
10 for making the bed daily
12 against
A couple people who would rather, but have various reasons that prevent.
I win! Suck on that, mom.
For me, making the bed consists of pulling the comforter-and-top-sheet up. Sometimes I’ll straighten the comforter too, most of the time not.
I do it daily, but only because the new sheets I got collect cat hair like nobody’s business. I’d rather have my cats sleeping on top of the comforter than having cat hair tickling my nose when I’m trying to sleep. It takes about 5 seconds. Without the cat hair issue, I wouldn’t bother unless I was expecting someone to see the bed. Sheets are more comfortable when rumpled. 
At home, I sleep in a sleeping bag, and never make it.
At school, I sleep under a blanket or two, and … never arrange them attractively.
As above, pretty much. My cats don’t sleep with me at night ( too rambunctious and/or affectionate at 3 a.m. - one attacks shifting feet under the covers, the other periodically decides to nuzzle my face until petted for several minutes ), but they’re allowed to sleep on the bed at all other times.
I just very roughly square the comforter and sheets and leave it at that, with pillows haphazardly strewn about.
I’ll also add that my father and step-mother cared not even a tiny bit whether we made our beds as kids and for the most part couldn’t be bothered themselves. My mother was only mildly more fastidious.
I rarely make our bed or our son’s - generally it’s only if someone is seeing the house for the first time, if I’m going through one of my “trying-to-get-organized” phases or if I have just changed the sheets.
I’d like to make the bed, if only to make the room look nicer, but my husband is completely uninterested in making it and I’d get irritable if I had to do it myself every morning (not that it’d be hard, but I do all the other household stuff). I was brought up by a mom obsessed with bed making, however. She, in turn, was brought up by my grandmother who was a former army nurse and used to do the dime test on mom’s sheets. As such, I slept in the tightest-made bed you ever saw until I moved away from home.
OMG, thanks for the laugh. I needed that. Quaker oats and a hatchet! I love it!
As for me, my mom always said that it’s a good idea to make the bed because doing that one thing automatically makes the whole room look neater. It’s true!
Which doesn’t mean that I actually make my bed most of the time. I don’t.
I’ll make a bed only if the old one falls apart.
People “make” beds? 
I see no point.
I can’t remember the last time my bed was made. Probably back when I was single and living in a studio appartment. Now the bed is upstairs and no guests are going to see it. What’s the point?
The wife and I make the bed only on “maid day,” because if we don’t–they do…and I find that a little creepy.
This reminded me of the time my cousin brought his new girlfriend to our grandmother’s house to meet the family. Since in my grandmother’s house the rule is that only married people share bedrooms, and I was the only other single female there, the new girl and I ended up sharing a room. (Separate beds, though.) Not a big deal, she was nice enough, and it was only one night.
The next morning I got up, grabbed my toiletries bag and headed to the bathroom. Came back a few minutes later and found she had made my bed for me.
I’ve always felt bad for thinking that was extremely weird. I know she was just trying to be nice, trying to make a good impression. But it was WEIRD.
She didn’t last long as a girlfriend.
Sorry, forgot to answer the OP. I do usually make my bed, but like other people it’s mostly to keep the cats off the clean sheets. And for sleeping I like my sheets to be tucked in and smooth, and my husband is the King of sheet twisting. Plus, a made bed makes a handy surface for folding laundry.
But I’m not militant about it. If I’m feeling lazy that day, the bed doesn’t get made and yet somehow the world keeps on turning.
You reminded me: I will make the bed when staying over at someone else’s house. My host invariably thinks I am weird.
So far, mom is losing on the “bed must always be made” battle.
I love it when the Dope vindicates me