A few years ago I had a trio Lavender guineas. Not all of them were named, even though I did get a couple to eat out of my hand. Then I got a rescue. Someone gave him to me because all his friends were carried off by eagles. So, I named him Eagle. He was a Lavender Guinea, too. Then, sometime later, I got some Pearls. One of the male Pearls was evil. On one side, he had half of a waddle. So, I named him Half-Waddle. Sadly one of my neighbors wasn't too happy about the guineas coming into their yard, and another wasn't too happy about them surrounding the little dog that she was walking. So the guineas had to go. Eagle didn't leave with them, though. A couple of months before I had to re-home the guineas, Eagle somehow broke his wing. My Mom tried to fix it, but he never could fly again. After all the other guineas left, Eagle befriended a voiceless Blue Wheaton Ameracana rooster named Simon. But, to everyone's sadness, Simon passed away. Then, sometime later, Eagle passed away with a broken heart. I remember finding him in the nesting box. After Simon passed, that's where Eagle always was. Sorry if this story makes anybody sad.