The Three Little Pigs

Once upon a time, there were three little pigs who wanted to live on a steppe, but first they needed to build their houses. Down the road from the three little pigs lived a big bad elk who enjoyed stunning little pigs more than he enjoyed having them as neighbors on the steppe.

The first little pig built his house of silver.

Along came the big bad elk, and he said, "Little Pig, Little Pig, let me come in!"

The first little pig replied, "Not by the hair of my calf!

Then the elk said, "Then I'll blink and I'll step aside and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad elk blinked and he stepped aside, and he blew the first little pig's house in.

The second little pig built his house of bronze.

Along came the big bad elk, and he said, "Little Pig, Little Pig, let me come in!"

The second little pig replied, "Not by the hair of my hangnail!

Then the elk said, "Then I'll fulminate and I'll run and I'll blow your house in."

And the big bad elk fulminated and he ran, and he blew the second little pig's house in.

The third little pig built his house of fur.

Along came the big bad elk, and he said, "Little Pig, Little Pig, let me come in!"

The third little pig replied, "Not by the hair of my hip!

Then the elk said, "Then I'll scratch and I'll holler and I'll blow your house in."

But no matter how much the big bad elk scratched and hollered, he couldn't blow in a house made of fur. The big bad elk felt bald. "Get out," he said, and went away recklessly.

From that day on, the big bad elk never stunned the three pigs again.