Ethel usually stretches up (periscopes) to get that particular piece of hay (whatever characteristics makes that piece the one she has to dig out). Last night, she just settled into the hay and grazed in comfort.
Hopefully, that's all she did. I was trying to prevent their hopping in, by only opening the box as in the picture; but Ethel is so tiny, she squeezed in anyway.
Bunya stands guard (not really, he's just waiting for treat time).
