Thought I'd post an update on Raph.Unfortunately the problem with his joints seemed to accelerate thisyear, as last summer I was starting to notice he was taking many more'sideways falls' (gently falling on his side) than usual. Thiscontinued to progress, and in the last couple of weeks ithasbecomeclear that Raph has become pretty much disabled now. Hecan still get his hind legs under him once in a while, but for the mostpart that is more of a rarity than normal. In his cage he doesn't standat all, so spends all his time lying down. Fortunately I did get himsome extremely soft absorbant bedding, so this helps to cushion hismuscles.
He is also having a problem right now with his eyes, especially hisright eye. Ever since I got him he's had very slight discharge from thecorners of his eyes, and since he can't clean his face properly, I haveto wipe his eyes for him daily. But over the months his eyelid began tochange, so I took him to the vet recently. It turns out his eyelid istoo loose for the eye, so now he's on a course of antibiotic drops tohopefully help the condition...though I suspect this will be a chronicproblem.
Raph has also had a few baths in the past few weekstoo...somethingI normally don't do with rabbits, but hiscondition sometimes warrants it (he falls into urine and becomessoaked). On the lighter side of this, I'll relate what happened to himone day when my sister came over to visit. I had Raph and Annaupstairs, andmy sisterhad decided to bring her dogwith her. Anna was already in the back porch, so I put Raph in therewith her...he was curled up in his little 'cat bed' and was beingquiet, snoozing away and having weird bunny dreams, no doubt. Since hevery rarely tries to hop anymore I figured the two of them would befine alone; Raph used to love to chase Anna around when he was able,but now that he's not I figured he'dstay quiet. Turns out Ifigured wrong. After my sister left I went to fetch the two bunnies,and when I opened the door I couldn't believe what I saw. Anna wassitting in the litter box, which was fine, but apparently Raph'samorous button doesn't get turned off just because he isn't verymobile. His little cat bed was flipped upside down, there was rabbiturine from one end of the porch to the other, and rabbit feceseverywhere!! Nope, not bunny balls, but mushed-into-the-floor,Salvidor Dali-inspired mural-painting poo all overeverything...including Raph. He was a mixture of urine and soft fecesfrom head to toe, and I swear he had a smile on his littledevilface. As it turned out, Anna had some soft poops (aresidual from her previous day's dinner...she sometimes will developthis if she has a tad too many veggies), and Raph, in his lapin glory,forgot that his legs didn't work right. He must've been dragginghimself about everywhere, excited (and happy) as a pig inyou-know-what. And he had managed to get every square inch of his thickbunny coat smeared in an exhilarating combination of urine and rabbitpoo. Poor Anna was peering at me from the litter box with a look on herface that clearly said, 'You left me with him???!! The Don Juanof bunnydom?? What were you thinking?!?!!' (I guess she watchesDr. Phil.)
Anyway, Raph got a good scrubdown after that little stint, and it alsotaught me to never underestimate the power of a male rabbit'stestosterone, as it will drive even a disabled rabbit to super-bunnypowers of mobility. Ever since he's been behaving pretty well, but Istill have to keep one eye on him, just in case he decidestogo for broke again and try to impress poor Anna. So in themeantime I keep him entertained in his bunny bed, scratching his noseand stroking his long (and usually stinky) ears. I tell you, he's gotme trained well.