My name is, uh, well, I am just a wild baby owlet in an owl box with a camera but wonder wide-eyed how guinea pigs can suffer such ennui when all we do is play, sleep, eat, and practice hopping and flapping our wings ...Perhaps you love-lorn guinea pigs might need to practice hopping and flapping you wings, too. We are always listening to the garden hedgehogs laugh...they say "Yeah, when Pigs Fly!" You mean...you CAN'T?
