Memaw was adamant about getting the floor fixed by the back door. She was tired of looking at cut linoleum and spots that a dog had torn up. The funny part is, I think every dog that has come through her house was blamed for the destruction except for a dog that she owned. I am sure my mom's dog was to blame when she told the story one time and another it was a dog of mine. However, the floor was destroyed and she wanted it fixed.
After losing my job, I helped a friend re-tile a shower and bathroom. I watched closely and used these newly found skills to do this job. I think I told everyone I came in contact with for two weeks about the tile floor.
Here are the before and after pictures:
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