so when one morning , as the old bear trotted as usual in the forest for breakfast food , such as some sweet honey or a fat bunny , little hans sat with all his power back against the stone , but it moved only a little from its place in spite of his stamping and kicking ; and now as the old bear came home and saw the stone had been moved , she looked grimly at hans and laid more stones before the entrance for the next time she left the cave .