A problem was creeping up on us.
We have a dog. His name is Satchel and he is a wonderful pooch.
|Poor guy, look at his owner.|
We have subjected him to this travel lifestyle for half his life. Unfortunately, time is catching up to him. The stairs leading up to the RV are pretty steep for an old dog.
|There has to be a better way dad!|
He used to bound up and down like it was nothing, but alas, no more. He was getting really reluctant. He even fell once or twice trying to get up and something needed to be done.
So, I decided to take my newly discovered handyman confidence and put it to a real test.
|I calculated and measured and even drew lines!|
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|It is taking shape.|
|I did it. I have a weird shaped piece of wood.|
I didn't do the calculations to see how many steps I would need until after I already bought the first round of wood. Oops.
|Kids! It's not a spaceship! OK, so it's kind of a cool spaceship.|
Oh yeah, Satchel won't use it.
There it is...there's that sweet, sweet, failure I'm looking for.
Yup, it terrifies him. He stands at the top and shakes. We even put non-skid strips on it to make the footing better but, he still won't use it. We are going on about five hours now, since I put it up. I am hoping the fear of peeing in the house will outweigh the fear of the stairs and he will use them.
Sigh... I try so hard.
Oh yeah, I added a new door to the back bathroom.