He's in a deeep pile'o'poo...
So you know it's hot here, it's LA, duh. I keep my feed in the chin room because it's cool, less likely to spoil.
My chin room has one window and it happens to be the window to the magical land of Kermit.
He sees me feed, and hang out in the cool room, probably jealous that he's not also getting some cool... and food. Remember it's the magical place where feed comes from.
So I go out there this morning, and no Kermit. No, Kermit is there, in the now-not-so-cool 92 degree chin room. Chins were hot, he was hot, I was.. well, hot.
Everyone survived, including the horse (for now) and the only loss was about 20lbs of the fresh bag of rabbit feed I'd opened a few days ago. He didn't touch the grain, not the alfalfa cubes nor the hay, nor the OLD rabbit feed (heaven forbid!). Nope, just my new bag.
This is fine, it's way cheaper and eating 20lbs of alfalfa pellets isn't causing any issues like his grain would have. He didn't even make a mess.
But Miss Peggy, he has special needs. Do you have a magical window? Look how unhappy he looks now that he is now locked out of the room full of coolness and feed...