Truffles, the first pig, was very lazy. And so he built his house of straw. No sooner did he finish than a wolf appeared at his door.
"Little pig, little pig, let me come in!"
"No, not by the hair of my chinny chin chin!"
"Then I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in!"
And he did. Truffles ran all the way home.
Snuffles, the second pig, was just plain foolish. He built his house out of twigs. The wolf appeared at his door, too. And he huffed, and he puffed, and he blew down the house. Fortunately Snuffles ran home too.
The third pig, Oliver, was neither lazy nor foolish: He built his house of bricks. And after he had finished, the wolf appeared at his door.
"Little pig, little pig, let me come in!"
"No, no, not by the hair of my chinny chin chin!"
"Then I'll huff, and I'll puff, and I'll blow your house in!"
But no matter how hard the wolf huffed and puffed, he couldn't blow the house of bricks in.
So the wolf used every trick he could think of to trap Oliver. He tried to lure the pig to a turnip field, then an apple orchard, and even a country fair. But each time, Oliver outstanded the wolf by getting there early and was back home by the time the wolf got to their meeting place.
This got the wolf very angry, and he finally could no longer wait to eat the little pig. So he climbed up the brick house and slid down the chimmney, planning to trap the pig inside.
But once again, Oliver was too smart for the wolf: He had a large kettle of water boiling in the firplace, and the wolf fell right in.
Oliver could have had a tasty dinner of wolf stew that night. But, as we all know, pigs prefer to eat vegetables!