Yes they have!
Iris' favourite hobby seems to be getting in between the wall and Storm, giving me a few of those magnificent "hug" poses. He is as much to blame for letting it happen, though he's occasionally rested himself on her in return.
Nhmbe kissed me or an object nearby me, for any reason?
Dad once found Musti wandering around our shed door in the morning, looking quite confused and scared, fur covered in burdock burrs.
Apparently, he'd somehow opened his enclosure door and hopped down about a meter's worth of height and then found his way out from a small gap in the wall, waded through a thicket of burdocks and nettles, and lost his way back in.
We were extremely lucky that nothing tried to snatch him away or that he didn't just wander off in whatever time period he was out in the open. Might've been no more than an hour, might've been six or so.
Thinking back on it, he had the strongest 'home' instinct out of every other of my rabbits. He would beeline for the 'home' door if he wanted to go back and rest.
I had a funtime unpicking all those sticky balls under his belly. He didn't seem to mind one bit.
Nope--our girl Coal got up on the computer desk and chewed cords and the 2nd time ruined the sound system--Nancy finally "learned" to tuck the chair into the desk after going 3 months with no sounds--there's only so much I can box in and block. NHMBE tore/dug a hole in the carpet.
Never, thank their bellies for that. They have had countless cases of "too gassy" though.
Nhmbe bit me instead of the treat i was going to give them?
Storm is SO guilty of this. He's an impatient little buck who will straight-up bite into me if i don't give his snack right when he wants it. A sweet revenge that will give him what he wants... or a tuft of loose fur pulled from his butt.
All the time. Commander Bun Bun used to nudge and nip my feet so she could lay up against the recliner was in--the chair was mine but the floor was HERS! NHMBE binky'ed because you were preparing treats and veggies.
None that i've been aware of. Quite a while ago, Storm had taken up the habit of circling, periscoping and honking at me whenever i would ring the pellet jar and pour some out onto the lid. This signal always gets them running home to their ''estate.'' He honked so much that i learned to imitate it and i would sometimes grunt back at him. He'd get even more excited. I ended up getting so good that sometimes dad would be confused who was honking- Storm or i?
NHMBE done something so many times that their owners learned to do it too?