27 December 2006
The doors have been in place for twenty-four hours and already I know they were worth every penny! What a joy not to have to struggle to let the dogs in and out. And on that note . . . it’s very funny watching them figure it all out. With the sliding door, the dogs’ noses would be right at the point where the door closed–all the way to the right. But, now, they’ll have to adjust to the fact that the French doors open in the middle. Cormac would bump into the wall everytime if we let him!
Anyway–the new doors are wonderful. We love them! Thanks again, Dad!