After piecing together the jigsaw puzzle of floorboards, Steve covered the whole thing with another layer of plywood, and then cement board. Here's what it looks like now:
Nice!
It's like, nearly 1/4 of a room! Even the tub looks better against an actual floor. Speaking of the tub, I've been sourcing refinishers around town so that we can redo the enamel rather than replacing the tub itself. Seems there are a range of companies that offer a range of processes at a range of prices. We've been quoted anywhere from $300-$500, each claiming their process is infinitely superior to everyone else's. The good news is that it's the last thing we need to do, after the tile is up, walls and floors done, etc. So we've got time to ask around about the best option.
Cement Board Master
In the meantime, it seems our sweet little rescue pup has a case of acute separation anxiety. After a few days of following us everywhere we go, he won't let us leave him for even a few minutes without going beserk. As in, destructive. As in, tear-down-the-blinds-and-push-the-air-conditioner-out-the-window destructive. We figure this must be why his last owners abandoned him. So we are getting some advice from a trainer and in the meantime working on some techniques to get him more comfortable, like doing our 'leaving the house' rituals over and over again to get him relaxed with the sound of the door locking, etc.
Poor little fella! How can we convince him to chill out when he's alone. How can we teach him that we will come back?
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