The Abominable Wolf

A New Terror Takes Hold In The World Of The Three Little Pigs

“Is The Abominable Wolf as bad as they say he is?” a little pig asked his mother one night as she tucked him into bed.

“Oh yes, dear,” replied the mother, pulling her son’s blanket up to his chin.

“Worse than the Big Bad Wolf?”

“Much worse,” the mother said. “Last I checked, the death count was at fifty thousand pigs.”

The little pig let out a small gasp. “Has he eaten anyone near to us?”

“Yes, I’m afraid he has… You remember Mr. Hogsworth down the road? And Ms. Pink, who lives over the hill. Also, your great Uncle Boar, whom you never met.”

The little pig thought for a moment. “Does this wolf only eat pigs that are old?”

“That’s what they thought at first,” replied the mother. “But now they say he likes young ones too. Remember Sam Oinkman?

“You mean Sad Sam, who fell from his chimney?”

“Yes, dear… but experts say it was the Wolf who climbed up to the chimney and made Sam fall to his death.”

“Oh!”

“And Billy Mud…”

“You mean Big Billy, who ate too much?”

“Yes, dear… but they say it was the Wolf who got into Billy’s kitchen and stuffed him with sweets so he would grow big and fat.”

“Oh no!”

“And of course, there’s poor Lucy…”

“You mean Unlucky Lucy, who got struck by lightning?”

“Yes, dear… but they say it was the Wolf who channeled the lightning and zapped the life out of poor Lucy.”

“Oh! I didn’t know a wolf could do that!”

“Neither did I. They’re constantly learning new things about this wolf and what it can do. There’s still a lot we don’t know!”