And every single time I forget that I should be doing this job in a HAZMAT suit so that I don't reek of cat. I should have kitty litter clothes. I have painting clothes - the ones that I wear every time I paint - I should have kitty litter clothes so that the fallout from this particular chore doesn't cling to me like fecal remoras.
So much to scoop that I required two garbage bags - one for the crap and one 'just in case' bag because the other one was so full of clumping crap.
Bag No. 1 - not a problem. Bag No. 2 - a cheap-ass No Frills kitchen garbage bag that tests one's patience, will to survive and mental intellect - had me ready to commit harakiri. This video was made after I'd already been trying for 5 minutes to open it in the basement.