Elf could be renamed Mr Lucky after the last couple of weeks. He is one of our special needs rabbits with chronic digestive issues that result in him inexplicably going into bouts of stasis for a day. Usually the result of this is that we arrive in the morning to find a big mess and Elf looking rather pleased with himself.
A couple of weeks ago, however, Elf did not recover from his stasis and was horrendously unwell day after day, so much so that euthanasia was being discussed as a serious option. The curious thing was that he could swing between energetic and happy to wretched and in discomfort in the same day, with no apparent trigger.
I did at one point consider taking him home with me to monitor him over the weekend. Thankfully, having been taken off two of his meds and confined to his Special Needs Unit so he can't come out into his grass area, Elf has continued to eat and appears happier. He has lost a lot of weight and muscle condition, which we will try to get him to put back on, but for the time being he appears to have evaded the Grim Squeaker by a matter of days.
"What do you MEAN I'm not allowed out any more?? But who will eat all this lovely grass??"
Somehow dear boy, I think we'll find a few people willing...