There is nothing level anywhere on my property, no carport, garage, heck, my deck isn’t even what I would consider level. So when I was building my coop, after many trying hours of setting heavy objects on the ends of the tightly wound HC in order to measure and cut, I finally came up with a much better system. Using a leftover piece of OSB, I laid it across a pile of stacked wood and the big box my miter saw came in and turned it into a work table. Improvise, my friends, improvise. I’m short so that put it at a fairly low level that made it easy for me to work with. I put the roll of wire on top of the OSB (usually it was easier for me to lay the roll of wire down with the concave facing up) and then got a 2-3’ length of 2x4 and placed it over the loose end of the HC and then screwed it down to the OSB. With the loose end secured I was then able to roll the wire out the 8’ length of the OSB where I screwed that end down with another piece of 2x4. I let the roll of HC either lay on top of my makeshift table or roll off the end of it. (That placement just depended on whether I was at the beginning of the roll of wire or toward the tightly wound end of it.)

HC can be a booger and a hazard.
Once the wire was stretched out flat and tight I was able to measure and mark it. I did go the tedious route of snipping the wire with a pair of wire cutters. I don’t use gloves simply because I have never found
work gloves small enough to fit my hands.
I did not choose to use the grinder simply because I wanted to make sure there were no little pieces of the HC that were unaccounted for and laying around. Chickens will find that stuff and will eat it, quicker than you can blink your eyes.
After the wire was cut I removed the 2x4’s and laid them to the side ready for the next piece to be cut. I just left the screws in the board. Easy peasy, lemon squeezy!
When working with the HC for the run, I was able to screw down the loose end to my 4x4 post and roll it over to the next post, then the next, and so on, still using the wire cutters. I’m a tedious sort of person so I wasn’t really bothered much by the snipping of each wire, even though my hand did cramp up a little along the way.
Blood? Sweat? Tears? Did I mention any of these things? Maybe not, but my coop was definitely built with all three, coupled with a few choice words now and then. The scars on my hands, arms and legs are daily reminders of my time spent building the house that my sweet birds roost and lay in. I love it and so do they.