A new little friend has come to live at our house. He has made himself at home in our front entryway.
This is how this sweet little house looked when he arrived home with me. Pretty enough to leave untouched.
I did, indeed, leave him alone for a week or so with plans of painting him a nice, bright white.
As you can see, that didn't happen. I went downstairs to dig through my craft supplies and couldn't find any white paint. The black bottle was staring up at me, though, looking a bit sad for lack of use. I carried the black paint upstairs and got to work.
Midway through house painting, I knew that I was onto something good.
I foresee this little gem having a nice, long lifespan at our house. Unlike my pretty pink ceramic bowl that Sam pushed to the floor and smashed to smithereens, a few weeks ago, this guy is made of cardboard. This should be a big help in his extending his longevity.
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