A light snack.

[grabs a tuft of hay as big as his head]

What?!

Amos can't have a snack without a protective ring of hay carnage.

My dish is empty and I am sad.

Simon thinks that if he looks sad enough, I will give him a second breakfast. 
Note that he's studiously ignoring the hay carnage strewn about his cage.  Clearly, only pellets count as food.  This is why he will never have a gravity pellet feeder--he would eat until he popped.