and now we have doors

After almost twelve months, doors have returned to the house. The dust-gathering blankets and sheets long employed to perform door-like duties have been banished and revamped doors stand in their place. They open. They close. They’re great. They will only be problematic for the dog who, I fear, may have grown a little too used to only a sheet/blanket strung across a doorway standing between her and where she wanted to be. However, after a few bumps on the head, I’m sure she’ll re-learn the old way of gaining entrance to a room – sitting at the door and wacking it with her front paw until someone lets her in/out. And we’ll go back to lamenting the scratches on the (new) paintwork.