Not tasting carrot, he withdrew his nose, and snuffled.

Then stepping carefully so as not to tread on her foot, he bunted her gently with his shoulder, till with a quick manoeuvre he got behind her and breathed low and long on her neck.

Even this did not smell of carrots, and putting his muzzle over her shoulder against her cheek, he slobbered a very little.

A carrot appeared about the level of her waist, and hanging his head over, he tried to reach it.

Feeling it all firm and soft under his chin, he snuffled again, and gave her a gentle dig with his knee.