The other day, my Mom asked me to clean up the "animal room" and change the bunny's cage and all of that fun stuff. I had already decided that I was moving "George" (aka: Georgia- my bunny) out of the dog cage that the people I got her from had her in and that I was going to switch her over to the ferret's original cage (which is much smaller and easier to clean). I had been thinking about how I was going to reposition everything so that it would all fit in there when I decided that it would probably be a good idea to take out the big cage that we had the other cages sitting on so that I would have more room to work with.
If only I knew how much of a bitch it was going to be to take that damn cage out of there! I don't know how it was managed, but we somehow got it up the stairs and into the room without having to take it apart, but I had no such luck with taking it out. It got stuck at the top of the stairs because it was turned sideways and I couldn't turn it around because 1. it was too heavy and 2. it kept getting stuck on things. So, my Mom went downstairs and grabbed the drill and I started to disassemble it. That took about an hour alone, and I cut my foot somewhere in the process.
When I finally got most of the screws undone, I was able to start ripping the 2X4 s apart. The sound of them crunching and cracking was very therapeutic, not that I had any need for it to be such...but it was very satisfying. :)
I actually got it down to only having the base and one of the side "walls," but I still couldn't get it down the stairs because it was still stuck on things. So I called my Mom to come help me. We got it unstuck, but then it started getting stuck on things while we were taking down the stairs. We got it all the way down the stairs, only for it to get stuck on the door at the bottom. My Dad came over and wrenched it out of the doorway (yay for Dads!). I dragged the stupid thing out the front doors and onto the front lawn. I didn't have enough energy to pull it around to the back...I took care of that the next day.
So now the "animal room" is very roomy and it doesn't seem as crowded in there with the animal cages and the computer desk. And I bet it won't smell as bad anymore because that old cage was pretty gross. It belonged to an iguana before it came to us, and it was never thoroughly cleaned out...yummy. ;p I just hope I don't have to go through that again for a very, very long time!
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Actually, I did smell a little bit like puke for the rest of the day. Here's a tidbit of the convo from the way home:
Chuck: "I smell like pond water.
Kim: "I smell like pond water, too."
Me: "I smell like orange juice."
So yeah....but at least it wasn't the unbearable pukey smell, haha.
Yay for destroying things, very therapeutic.
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