Incidentally, the source of the rage has absolutely nothing to do with why we didn't post yesterday. That was just because we went to the Disneyland Office for the first time in weeks, and we were worn out and tired. We did get all our work done, though. And we saw a stupid parade. I did want to talk about that. We were thinking, since it was crowded as usual, we might just go home, since we were neglecting some other work that needed to be done there, but then we heard an announcement that said the "new" parade they were doing for the big celebration this summer, which wasn't supposed to start until tomorrow, was going to have a special preview, so we figured we might as well plant ourselves along the parade route and work until it started. We suspected we wouldn't like it, but we're still curious about the new stuff.
You may think it our predisposition to disliking it was a self-fulfilling prophecy, but maybe it will convince you that we are more open-minded than that if I were to say that the music almost got me anyway? See, the parade is actually at least nine years old or something like that, and what makes it "new" is that they switched it over from California Adventure to Disneyland. Meanwhile, they're taking Disneyland's Paint the Night over to California Adventure, thereby tricking all the guests into thinking they have new offerings just by mixing things around a little bit. And you know, I actually liked this "new" parade the first time we saw it so many years ago, but it's the Pixar Play Parade, and longtime readers will know that we've grown a bias against Pixar since then.
Anyway, they added three new floats, one of which does not look cheap compared to the originals, but only because it's the parade opener, and it's that little desklamp thing, so it doesn't require much. The dancers that come with it are probably the best addition to the parade, since they have transforming costumes, which is pretty cool. Everything else seemed to be very low-effort. Even the parade itself seemed have a very low energy compared to the music that was playing. It was kind of a good thing, though, because I was expecting to be angry, but instead I was bored. The new floats were for Inside Out (Joy and Sadness riding that imaginary rainbow wagon thingie with Bongo or whatever his name was behind it) and Up (Carl standing on a South American-ish platform and a little version of the house hanging above him; Russel was riding on Kevin ahead of the float). They had no dancers, and the Inside Out float interrupted the high energy of the parade theme with some weird almost-lullaby sort of thing. It was kind of weird and annoying.
But that was just par for the course. We came home, watched the first episode of the new season of A Series of Unfortunate Events, and the day was pretty okay; just tiring.
The fury came today. We got a phone call from the management. Some of you may remember that there was a bit of a to-do about stray cat feeding in the complex, which the management responded to by sending out a notice asking us to just stop it okay. We stopped for a day, thought about it, decided they were being ridiculous, and proceeded to ignore it. Well, whoever's upset about the stray cats is still upset about them, I guess, because now they're calling people directly.
The manager, while annoying, made it seem like it was a sad end to an era but it was all going to be okay. Subsequent events have us sincerely doubting that that's the case. She called and asked us to stop feeding the cats, because that attracts more cats and then they have kittens, and she added that there were cats having kittens on the roof and the kittens were falling and dying. This is a very tragic thing, I agree, but we also happened to have three very much alive kittens living in a little house in our patio, and I told the manager that if we stopped feeding their mother those kittens would die. She put me on hold, supposedly because someone had just come into the office. She came back and said they had the Humane Society involved and they would be coming to take the cats away.
Well, if the Humane Society was involved, it sounded like they had caring people who knew what they were doing, so I said okay. About an hour later, we heard a noise outside. I went to check it out, and it was the apartment maintenance guys. I figured they were probably helping out with everything, so I didn't bother them, and by the time they were gone, so were the kittens. Well, that's the end of our stray cat days, here's hoping they go to a nice home.
But later, we saw some women looking into our patio. Apparently they had been chasing Tangles around, and Tangles had come to our patio for refuge and maybe also food, since we figured there wasn't much point in throwing out the stuff we'd already left, in case some of the wanderers stopped by; we didn't want to cut them off cold turkey. We wondered if they were with the Humane Society (we didn't get a good look at them from inside), so I opened the door to talk to them. They were neighbors who claim to have witnessed the absconding of the kittens. The oldest said they asked him (the maintenance guy) about it, and he said they were putting the kittens back. We know that didn't happen. She said she was afraid he was taking them to the dumpster, but then she saw him going to the office. Well, that last part is a relief, but it's starting to sound a little less like the Humane Society was ever involved.
Meanwhile, Tangles kept showing up, the orange freeloader kept showing up, and most heartbreaking of all, I checked outside once and the kittens' mother had returned. So basically what I'm getting from this is that the management, once again, is dealing with the cat "problem" in the laziest way possible, and are lying to us as well. To say it makes us angry is a massive understatement, but we're too tired to let it show very much. (To be fair, we still don't have any confirmation one way or the other about the Humane Society, but I'm thinking of calling them myself tomorrow. We weren't aware of the extent of the laziness until after normal business hours.)
So we went to Facebook in the hopes that our friend who has worked with local rescues was online. If I could have it my way, we'd spay and neuter all the cats and keep them right here where they could annoy the crap out of the manager. But I wouldn't want the cats to stay here if they don't like it. Anyway, we'll see what we can do about it tomorrow. For now, we need to get some sleep.
Today I'm thankful for having time to relax and watch TV, getting to see Farley yesterday, getting some stress hippos, getting to see the "new" parade at Disneyland early on so we know we don't have to bother with it in the future, and getting to sleep in tomorrow.