Chapter One Night was falling Shadows were gathering around Mr Wolf as he walked down the path toward home It had been a very bad day For one thing Mr Wolf had failed to catch any of the Three Little Pigs He could easily have snapped up the first
two Yet for some reason he let them get away Though he huffed and puffed at the third little pig’s house his heart hadn’t really been in it
And what a disaster with Little Red Riding Hood It had all been going so well too He had enjoyed pretending to be her granny and playing the what big eyes and teeth you’ve got game
Then suddenly that nasty woodcutter had burst into the cottage and chased him with an axe
