No more shoveling!!!

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I got a good couple of wheelbarrows full out that first batch.  Then perhaps two, this time.  They must not have cleaned that out in there for years.  At first, I thought the floor was dirt.  Nope.  Wood.  But under matted hay and poop!  I got down to the base layer, but there was no way I was going to get it all out tonight.  Not and put the cages together.

I also got one of the floor screens out.  The way it is set, I won't need a back panel of any sort, for either larger or even the smaller cages.  Which leaves me needing, for the two bigger cages, four side panels, two tops... of some sort, and two fronts.  The fronts, and maybe tops, might end up being a combination of wire and various types of wood.  If I have enough wood, and time, a second level.  If not, I'll wait for later for those.

For now, the four sisters can room together.  The experienced buck and doe will get their own place.  Not sure about the second buck.  I may just craft something very simple and temporary.  Ugh.

Installation will be difficult?  It could be.  Some areas will simply be hard to get at.  In corners.  I believe I will have to put the sides in first, having the bottom fitted in, unattached at first, then slid out once the front and back are attached to something.  Then remove the bottom and get to it.  There will be some areas which are simply going to take near gymnastics to arrange.

Oh, the mask is a definite plus, if it is difficult as well.  Comparably, it is vastly better than breathing in that... stuff.  Dust, poo, who knows what else.  But, I have to work slower and I get really hot, really fast.  I did, actually, find my extension cord.  The other one was blowing my fuses.  So, I looked on one of the recent days I couldn't work.  It was in an odd place, but... okay.  I will try that, as it didn't blow fuses.  Size?  Shorter length?  Something.  I am hoping my electrical isn't becoming fussy.

In an hour or two, I will get out and begin working on the sides.  The door is too small for construction to occur anywhere but inside.  Then again, trying to haul around a three by three by six foot, essentially, wire coffin by myself would be the sight.  Even trying to do half of it would be a bit.  Halvsies are doable, just... the door.  Plus, that would probably break my balls.  I'm already running low.  Shouldn't have shoveled all that.  What was done was done.

Oh, I did put the last load in the dryer.  I will do a load of whites in the morning.  Dishes?  I don't think so.  I should empty those, though, and set them aside until I can get to them.  Bleh.  I won't be folding laundry either.  When I become able to work, I begin to think I am superman.  Then I turn into Elmer Fudd.  Oh well.  A bit of a break, then to the sides and else.  Later.