Carried the water until the great trough was quite full. Then the smell of the sausages reached the wolf, and he sniffed and peeped down, and at last stretched out his neck so far that he could no longer keep his footing and began to slip, and slipped down from the roof straight into the great trough , and was drowned. But little red riding hood went joyously home, and no one ever did anything to harm her again