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Before and After: Doggy Door

Photo: On the left, the "before" shot with no doggy door. On the right, the doggy door is installed.

We've been wanting to put in a doggy door in this house, but the only place that made sense to put it was in a French door. In past homes, John installed doggy doors in sliding glass doors, or even in low windows. French door installation is trickier, and though John has the capability to figure it out, when we found a company whose prices were not terribly more than the do-it-yourself cost, we decided to hire out the work. 

We are so pleased with the outcome. The door looks great, and we have the replaced pane, so if we ever want to revert the door back, we can easily do it. Drexel now has access to the yard whenever he wants, and we have a locking cover we can use at night. (Our neighbor told us she saw a raccoon recently, and I really don't want to have wildlife wandering in while we are sleeping.) Now if we can just get Drexel to make up his mind about in or out! This photo below is not an action shot, just a picture of Drexel poking his head out the doggy door to look outside. Silly dog!

Photo: Drexel sticks his head out the doggy door to look around.

Have you ever had a pet door? 

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