Oscar and his companions moved swiftly through the hollow woodlands. It had only been a few minutes before that the wretched beast nearly caught all three of them in the palm of his hairy claw.

Oscar, Barney and Arnold had been playing a game, when all of a sudden, a big, ugly, wolf had come rampaging after them, hoping to have a fine dinner. To protect themselves, the innocent pigs ran to Barney's house, built from thick straw. Inside they took shelter but it did not prove worthy. The big, bad wolf thundered up to the door and in a deep, gruff voice said "Let me in, or I'll huff and I'll puff and blow your house down."

The three little pigs were awash with fear. The menace outside was threatening them. But they could not move. Their feet were rooted to the ground. The wolf, known as T-Rex was furious and with one enormous breath of air, the house came tumbling down.

Nothing.

The wolf waited.

No sign of the pigs.

The little rascals had escaped. T-Rex could feel his rapidly beating pulse.

Meanwhile, Oscar and his friends, decided to go to Arnold's house next. It was made from thousands and thousands of matchsticks. They crept slowly up the front steps and went in. They waited in the darkness that swirled around. A few moments later, the frightened friends could feel another presence among them. The mysterious thing then spoke. "If you don't let me in" I growled, "I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house down." The mutilated face of the big, bad wolf stared at them through the small window.

Again the three little pigs found themselves rooted to the spot. Their minds, sick with worry. The gigantic roar from outside made them leap. They ran through the back door as the once humble abode of Arnold, came crashing down to an end.

To be continued….