The Three Little Pigs

The Three Little Pigs

by

Patches the Story Dog

Patches the Story Dog

A story about hard work and good planning keep you safe

for your Preschooler

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Third Little Pig, Second Little Pig, and First Little Pig stand together in a bright sunny meadow full of wildflowers and tall green grass, looking excited and a little nervous. In the background, rolling green hills under a big golden sun with soft white clouds.

Once upon a time, three little pig brothers lived in a sunny meadow. They loved to play in the tall grass and roll in the warm mud. But one day, their mama said, "It is time to build your own houses!"

First Little Pig stands proudly beside the straw house, yawning and stretching his arms, with loose straw scattered at his feet. In the background, the sunny meadow with daisies and butterflies.

The first little pig found a pile of yellow straw. "This will be easy!" he said. He stacked the straw up, up, up. His house was done in no time. "Now I can nap!" he said with a yawn.

Second Little Pig skips happily away from the stick house, arms outstretched, chasing a yellow butterfly in the meadow. In the background, the stick house stands with sticks poking out at odd angles.

Second Little Pig found a bunch of brown sticks. "Sticks are quick!" she said. She tied the sticks together — snap, snap, snap. "All done! Time to play!" She skipped away to chase butterflies.

Third Little Pig carefully places a red brick on top of a half-built brick wall, her blue overalls smudged with mortar, concentrating with a determined smile. In the background, a wheelbarrow full of red bricks and a bucket of gray mortar sit on the meadow grass.

Third Little Pig picked up a heavy red brick. Then another. Then another. "Take your time and do it right," she said. She mixed the mortar. She stacked each brick, one by one. It was hard work, but she did not stop.

Third Little Pig stands back and admires the finished brick house, wiping her forehead with one hand, while Second Little Pig waves to her from across the meadow. In the background, the completed brick house with its smoky chimney and a sunset sky of orange and pink.

"Come play with us!" called Second Little Pig. "Not yet," said Third Little Pig. "A strong house keeps you safe. I want to finish every brick." She worked all day until her house was tall and sturdy, with a big chimney on top.

Big Bad Wolf crouches low in the moonlit meadow, his yellow eyes glowing, his gray fur bristling, with a sly grin showing his sharp teeth. In the background, a dark blue night sky with a bright full moon and the silhouettes of three little houses.

That night, a shadow crept across the meadow. Two big yellow eyes glowed in the dark. It was Big Bad Wolf! He was hungry and he was sneaky. He sniffed the air. "I smell little pigs," he growled.

Big Bad Wolf blows with all his might at the straw house, cheeks puffed wide, as golden straw swirls and scatters through the air, while First Little Pig runs away with a frightened look. In the background, pieces of straw flying into a dark starry sky.

Big Bad Wolf knocked on the straw house door. "Little pig, little pig, let me come in!" "Not by the hair on my chinny-chin-chin!" cried the first little pig. Big Bad Wolf took a deep breath. He huffed! He puffed! WHOOOOSH! The straw flew everywhere!

First Little Pig and Second Little Pig huddle together inside the stick house, eyes wide, holding each other's hands, while the stick walls tremble and shake. In the background, the shadow of Big Bad Wolf looms large against the stick house wall.

The first little pig ran to Second Little Pig's stick house. "Let me in! Let me in!" he squealed. BANG, BANG, BANG! Big Bad Wolf was right behind him. "Little pigs, little pigs, let me come in!" "No, no, NO!" they cried together.

Second Little Pig and First Little Pig run together across the moonlit meadow toward the brick house in the distance, while brown sticks fly and tumble behind them. In the background, the brick house glows warmly with light in its windows, and the chimney stands tall.

Big Bad Wolf took a BIGGER breath. He huffed! He puffed! He BLEW the house down! CRACK! SNAP! Sticks tumbled and crumbled. "Run!" cried Second Little Pig. "Run to our sister's brick house!" And they ran as fast as their little legs could go.

Third Little Pig holds the heavy wooden door open as Second Little Pig and First Little Pig rush inside the cozy brick house, where a warm fire glows in the fireplace beneath the chimney. In the background, a cozy room with a big black pot hanging over the fireplace, a wooden table, and warm orange light.

Third Little Pig opened her door wide. "Come in, come in! You are safe here." She locked the big door — CLICK. She put a pot of water on the fire. "When someone tries to scare you, stay calm and stay together," she said. "This house is strong."

Big Bad Wolf sits on top of the smoky chimney of the brick house, sneezing with a giant ACHOO, his eyes watering and his paws flailing as smoke puffs up all around him. In the background, the starry night sky and wisps of gray smoke curling upward from the chimney.

Big Bad Wolf huffed. He puffed. He blew and blew and BLEW! But the brick house did not move. Not one little bit! He tried the chimney — but the hot, smoky air tickled his nose. "ACHOO!" He sneezed so hard he tumbled off the roof and ran far, far away!

Third Little Pig, Second Little Pig, and First Little Pig sit together by the warm fireplace inside the brick house, smiling and hugging, with mugs of cocoa on the wooden table beside them. In the background, the cozy brick walls glow with warm firelight, and through a small window, the first golden light of dawn peeks in.

The three little pigs hugged. "Thank you, sister," said Second Little Pig. "You did the hard work, and it kept us all safe." Third Little Pig smiled. "Tomorrow, I will teach you both how to lay bricks. We can build something even better — together."

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