Look at the bright side... at least the cold keeps the smell down. First summer job I had 60 yrs ago was on a nearby farm. I thought it was mostly hauling and tossing bales of hay for the dairy herd. Well it was, sorta. But when there wasn't hay to harvest there were always eggs to collect from two of the three 1000 chicken coops. Why only two you ask? Cause rotating the flocks through the coops as they age (you know, when they change from layers to fryers) always left one open. which would need cleaning. And guess who got to do it? The 14 yr old with no hay to harvest. The ammonia smell made your eyes tear something fierce. And it sure cleared out your sinuses. Only other time I smelled anything that burned like that was in the service when the DI told you to take the gas mask off in the teargas training hut. But at least that was over in minutes rather than a couple of hours.Well I just cleaned out the straw in the chicken pen, so if you are doing a task that is less fun than shoveling chicken **** in the freezing rain for an hour I'll buy you a beer.