Once upon a time, in a small and sunny village, there was a playful puppy named Snowy.

Every day, Snowy would run around, barking joyfully, and playing games with the village children.

One fine morning, Snowy saw something strange. Three little pigs building houses!

The first pig was building a house of straw. Snowy wagged his tail with glee.

The second pig was using sticks for his house. Snowy barked 'Ruff! Ruff!' in excitement.

The third pig was working hard with bricks. 'Wow!' thought Snowy, ‘That’s a lot of work!’

Suddenly, a dark shadow fell over them. It was the big, bad wolf!

Snowy barked and barked. ‘The wolf is here! The wolf is here!’

But the pigs just smiled. ‘Don’t worry, Snowy,’ they said, ‘We are ready for him.’

The wolf huffed and he puffed at the straw house, and it blew away!

Snowy whimpered, but the pig ran to the stick house. ‘You can’t catch me!’

The wolf tried again, huffing and puffing, and the stick house fell too!

Now, all the pigs scurried to the brick house. ‘Let’s see you try now, Mr. Wolf!’

The wolf huffed and puffed, but the brick house stood strong, just like Snowy’s spirit.

Snowy cheered, and the pigs danced around. ‘Hooray for Snowy and our brick house!’

From that day on, Snowy and the three little pigs were the best of friends.