All good news! No odd bacteria or coccidia in Clem's poops. The vet thinks her cecum (or a muscle near it? I wasn't super clear about it) is probably still developing, and she might just have a bit of a more sensitive digestion than Felix does. He expects that it should clear up as the cecum/muscle develops; he said it should probably just take another 4-6 weeks. Her teeth are great (he said that mini lops are prone to dental issues, so I was glad to hear she's good) and her belly feels normal.
They didn't enjoy the trip to the vet... Felix came for moral support.
And WOW, oh my goodness - at the vet I got to witness the most ridiculously self-important woman I've ever seen. I work in a call centre so I speak to people like her on a semi-regular basis, unfortunately, but I've never seen one in the flesh! This woman stormed in and barked at the receptionist that her cat was there for a surgery (an abscess), and that she wanted to get her back RIGHT NOW, and if she was in the midst of her surgery she wanted it stopped IMMEDIATELY. I assumed there must be some sort of medical emergency - nope, turns out the woman just wasn't happy with the cost! She told me that I should take my guys elsewhere since these guys are "rogues that charge triple any other vet". The poor girls at the reception desk were trying to deal with her as best they could; searching for her cat's name, letting her know they were going as fast as they could while she demanded to speak to the manager.
I missed the next part since the vet was seeing Clementine, but my partner said eventually they took the woman into another room to speak with her. When I came out I asked the girls at reception what happened, and they told me...
THE CAT WASN'T EVEN THERE. She was mistaking the surgery for another one. No apology, no nothing - she just stormed off and continued to insult them the whole time. O______O
They said that seeing my cute little bunnies cheered them up after that drama, though.