The Case of the Puppy Prints

Back at it after a quiet and restful trip to the beach.  I painted the floors Vintage Gray and just as I predicted the color chip fooled me.  It was too light (it shows every speck of dust) but forget about redoing it.

See the puppy prints?  

Looking guilty?  This is only the beginning for my faithful companion, Jack. 

Now to pick a second color - a purple-brown.  I knew I definitely needed something darker.

I decided to go with Chocolate Raspberry.  After I got it down next to the gray, I felt like I was at the circus.  Not the simple, neutral look I was going for.  Again, NO WAY was I going to redo it!

It was late when I finished so I just left the door open so it could air out.  The house still has a musty, closed up smell.

Guess what I saw when I came back the next morning?

Now Jack was really looking guilty!  All I could do was laugh (after I pitched a massive, internal hissy fit!). What is so ironic is I was just saying how much I enjoyed having Jack keeping me company while I worked.

Unfortunately I didn't have any Vintage Gray left, so I had to go back to Lowes and buy another gallon.  And of course it didn't match exactly so I did have to end up redoing it. Thankfully, Alex felt bad for me and agreed to help me fix it.

Next up?  Finishing the outside - hopefully no worries about puppy prints there . . . as long as Jack doesn't decide to pull a "Spiderdog!"