Risks of Renovations
Chase was pink. A lovely, yet distinct blush color had covered most of his previously white fur. The Englishman and I pondered and argued over his new hue and finally settled on the unfinished Brazilian walnut hardwood floor we were installing. For more than eighteen months the house was under renovation while we continued about our daily lives.
Aside from the loud noise at times, the renovations did not seem to bother the dogs. In fact, they seemed to enjoy the changes. Did I just sweep a pile of debris and nails? Molly insisted on walking right through it, tracking dusty paw prints as she continued through the house. Did I leave a strip of insulation on the floor? Chase preferred this to any expensive dog bed. Did we try to nail, saw, measure or do anything low to the ground? Watch out because Charlie was right there, ready to lick you or just be underfoot.