Skipper, my dear epileptic bunny is unfortunately in her last stages of life. Sometime this morning she experienced a series of massive seizures that have left her mentally confused and unable to eat, drink, or move. She's capable of breathing but responds to light stimulus (i.e, petting) with mild fear. I'm afraid she's just not 'there' anymore. She has no chance of recovery at this point.
She's nestled into a warm box at the moment. She was a rescue bunny, her seizures most likely caused by a head trauma. I made the decision to let her live her life as naturally as possible, and when the time came, she would be quietly put to sleep. As much as I hate it, the time has come. I dearly hoped that she would have another few months or years to enjoy.
I hope you rest in peace my loving Skipper, you are a wonderful bunny. I hope your last few months where your happiest.
Skipper (the little light brown one) with Hops, her best bud (the orange), and the Dutches.
Skipper, Buttons, and Darling