My apartment neighbors who came begging to us for food/help with bills/prescription copays every month when the Social Security acquired a guinea pig one of the weeks they had money. The household was a complex mess that I realized could not be stabilized way too late… Then they were in disbelief over how much food/hay/bedding the thing needed, who could have known?? I would buy it supplies because poor lonely guy was the innocent victim. My cat would have eaten it if I took it, plus the adult disabled daughter fawned over it and said it was her only joy, emotional support animal, etc….