This is my sweet middle daughter's bedroom. She selected the wall color and the fabric on the cushion and shades. She helped paint her bed and her bureau. She is a little decorator at heart, I think. She's also a dog lover. In fact, she sleeps with our two dogs every night.
The other morning there was a mishap.
It happens, right? Dogs can be messy critters.
On a whim.
Without over thinking.
I plunged ahead.
Rather, I plunged underneath.
A little sanding, some coats of poly, new shoe molding, and we're good to go.
And what's with the square-shaped mark? Was my house a kennel in its past life?
I've been Googling and YouTubing like crazy. Is there hope for this poor floor?
Middle daughter is pleased. I am skeptical. Actually, I am scared.
On Tuesday the experts are coming in to give their expert opinion. Fingers crossed we don't have to replace the whole thing.
At least there's a pretty view. Maybe I should show this view to the dogs. Remind them that this is where they're supposed to go when they need to go!
Have a great weekend!