Latte seems pretty quiet for the past 2 days. I think he senses that I won’t be seeing him for the next 5 days. Poor piggy, I’m sorry, I wish that I can’t bring you along but I can’t. It’s more comfortable for you at home rather than flying. When I get my own personal jet, I’ll bring you along to those places I will be going.
Stay strong, Latte. I’ll be thinking of you.
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I’m starting to understand why Latte will never look like them. No one else to fight for the cucumber. Now, I haven’t tried if he likes it.
Latte decided to topple over his hiding place. I don’t know how but he managed to do it. Clever pig, huh? See what he did?
Can you see him? No. He was hiding. Where? Here.
He was very comfortably settled under the newspapers too. That deed was done just after I had changed the newspapers and cleaned the cage too. Bad guinea pig! Bad, bad, bad!
It’s not the first time I’ve been talking about Latte being such a picky eater. Just like his owner. 
When leafy hay was added, he was very happy and started munching them. How the heck do I buy new leafy hay if he keeps avoiding the stalk-y hay like plaque? Someone, please tell me what to do.
Here’s Latte reaction to being pinged. [via The Young Businessman]
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Latte would be very happy to see so many friends in this petting zoo. So many kawaii guinea pigs!
I added a small slice of carrot and orange for Latte. He spurned them, turning away, as if he was still angry by the noise made by the kids. Not my fault since they haven’t been coming to my place for a long time since they started studying. My parents missed them because my mum had looked after the eldest for a long time.
I placed both into the small bowl and hoped that he would try them. I’m starting to feel that he’s a picky eater. He spurned the apple that I placed a second time. I guess he’ll need a buddy who loves to try new food to spurn him into eating all sorts of food. However, I’m afraid that I won’t have the space to enlarge the cage space.
I placed some old T-shirts as new bedding to absorb his pee. It’s not much but better than the newspaper being soaked. Photos would be lacking for a while here till I get a new camera.
Latte’s still running away from me. The square coroplast with some old clothes is his new hidding place. I think he loves it since he started using it recently. The cardboard tunnel was his first hidding place but with poop all over. I kept pouring them into the litter bin. Hopefully he’ll learn.
I’ve been looking at other types of bedding that are odour absorbant because as a boar, his pee really is strong. A material that is often used is fleece. Quite expensive, I must say. I won’t be able to put it into the washing machine. My mother will freak out.
Other types of bedding could be chopped cardboard, Megazorb, shredded paper (blank ones), VetBed (must be darn expensive) and a few others. I must put those in corners because he likes corners.
Note to self, must spend more bonding time with Latte. He keeps running away and hidding in the small corners where he feels safe. I can’t even stroke him! The toilet training continues. Below is what I imagine him to think for yesterday’s adventure with a giant me.
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I love my new hayrack. I have more hay now! Yes! I don’t understand why that giant is always disturbing me. I like hiding in there. It’s safe! I get to poop and pee. She has decided that I shouldn’t pee anywhere but I like that nice corner, no one can touch me but something is moving. No! She is attempting to touch me! I like it but she is huge! I’m scared. Must find corner. Must run fast. She stops. I stop.
I’m looking for a hiding place. Ah, my hay. I can burrow myself. No, something is moving on top, the light! She moves my hay away! No, I must hide! This thing can be lifted, I discovered yesterday, good. I hide. She talks to me. Asking me something. I don’t understand her but she has always been talking to me, sometimes, she sounded angry.
[via Webshots]
She keeps spraying something on my pee. She has started moving my poop towards where I’m hiding. Is she going to bury me with it? No, wait, she’s not. She dumps them somewhere near me. Why does she always do that? I do as I please.
The cage is done. After 2 hours of struggling with the measurements and re-cutting. The provided coroplasts sold in Popular is too small. I decided to buy 3 large pieces instead of 2. Thank goodness. It wasn’t easy because the coroplasts refused to bend even when I slit them halfway.
My hands hurt. My neck is stiff. And finally, with all the struggles and cutting and perspiration and perserverence, it paid off. Sort of. At least it’s large and Latte loves running in it except when he’s scared. He’d hide under the hay rack. You can see below.
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He feels safe under it. At least he’s eating. I’m still trying to toilet train him. It takes quite some time but with the new cage, I hope he learns and adapt faster since there’s a lot of space for him to run now. Except my dad says it’s too big. But he’ll grow bigger ma. Here’s the photo of the new cage.
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