So, I've had a few days off, and I needed a project.
Building this doghouse began as a very simple project, necessitating the use of very simple tools. Then Scott got involved (does this sound familiar?), and it became far more complicated (I'm talking to you, DAD). Then we had to insulate, and use the table saw, and fashion outlookers and fascia and drip edge. Then it had to match the house. These boys and their T&A. It's just a damn doghouse.
So here it is. Mr. Hopkins's house. He's been in it for a grand total of fifteen seconds. But it was a great fifteen seconds, let me tell you.
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