I cannot count the amount of "crumbly" poop Storm has left on my winter bed. He's slowly stopped digging in it as often, so that's good. He's aged up from adolescense.
But the poops-whenever he comes for a visit there, and especially when he beg-loafs for scritches and cheek massage; whenever he decides to up and leave, lo and behold, i get a poop or two, sometimes a whole pile right where he sat.
He'll visit, leave poos and then come visit again and stomp them flat. You best believe a foot the size of an adult's hand will have enough weight and force to crush stuff even on soft surfaces. There i have it, crumbly poos.
The dude fancies digging at duvet just when i'm noon-napping, and going for the most protruding point of me when i don't give him food that he desires, even if it's my own supper, or a dessert that he shouldn't have a taste of. I've lost count of how many times he's nipped the pointiest part of my chest because of it. Luckily i'm a flat lady so there's not much for him to bite; but when he hops on my sleeping body, he's got a nice cushion in the form of my belly. And his nips leave bruises!
I discovered that Iris hates fireworks. Storm couldn't care less, he continued his snoozing. She zoomed all over the place, so i took her into a sheltered hug. She grunted at me.
When she visits the bed, she'll sometimes dig at it like pounding dough, then flattening it out along with herself.
She'll come and bump me square in the schnozz with her own, so if she's just come "from the spa", i'll get wet lips 'cause her chin would be wet. Not gonna mention Storm, he's worse because he's got french lop double chin and hippo-face. If he were to come bump me right after the spa, my whole face would be wet!
I've found that rabbit whiskers and skin are as much touch-sensitive as humans'. Iris once bumped my screen and wrote a jumble of stuff in chat, Storm's droopy ears have messed up send buttons, and when he wants my attention and grabs my phone, it will most definetly do something i don't want it to, because the sir's mouth is also screen-compatible.
When he decides to flop next to me and purrs when i give him cheek massage, he'll "brrr" his foot (As does Iris) and spread his moustache. Right. Into. My. Nostrils.
I've not found a brush that is effective for my buggers. Slicker brush pins straight up broke, dog flea combs don't get anything, even the furminator-type comb didn't get anything, and i'm too stingy to spend 25€ on the furminator cat weekly deshed brush. I would if i knew that it would work for sure.
For Storm, gentle hand-plucking works best. I bet he's perpetually shedding, all year round, for the rest of his life. If i want to get floof off Iris, i just have to pet her and fur will fly. I'd pluck her too but she'll flee if i even dare to try.
So yeah, rabbits are, as Preitler said, furry bags full of mixed surprises.