|Hercules already regretting his decision to nap on our bed.|
I followed the instructions precisely and meticulously measured and traced the square where the swinging feline door was destined to be. After all, this project wasn't like accidentally screwing some drywall in the wrong place; I was about to cut a navel in my back door and no amount of putty would fix it.
In case you're wondering, it is suprisingly hard to cut through a thin metal door insulated with foam. The saw bucked like a fearsome bronco but in the end, I was victorious . . . even if my lines weren't particularly straight.
|There's no going back after you've got a hole in your door.|