despite the protective overgarment covering her head , torso and extremities , which ensured that the stench and foulness of the chickens wouldnt come into contact with her milcloth , she always dreaded entering the cramped , gloomy coop to gather the eggs ; of course she had long ago accepted that this was part of her duties , just as gallans was the far more hideous butchering , bleeding and skinning of the animals they ate , but still she would give anything if she had anything , which she didnt to be relieved of this particular task .