The story so far:
"Wolf's hungry, let's feed him some laxative."
"We could put some laxative chocolate frosting on a few pieces of the brownies I made earlier," Middle suggested as he cut a couple of pieces and placed them on a plate.
"Sounds like a plan to me," Youngest said as he started to look up a recipe from the Pig Family's recipe book, and in no time they had the frosting ready.
Both chuckled as they frosted the pieces with a half inch of the medicated frosting.
"You think he'll eat these?" Youngest asked.
"I sure hope so," Middle replied as he left the special pieces of frosted brownies on the porch, when Wolf was shaking the back door.
Wolf discovered the brownies and gobbled them down, wishing he had a glass of milk.
"I wonder if Pig has an dirt floor" Wolf said talking to himself aloud. He decided to tunnel up into the pigs house and started digging like a dog near the base of the house.
The Pig brother's waited to see what would happen. Suddenly Wolf grabbed his middle and let go of an earth shattering moan of pain. Then he staggered off to the woods.
Rumor has it, he's still there today.