If you have never read or heard the original story of "The Three Little Pigs," then look it up on the internet before continuing.

I’ve always been misunderstood. I’m allergic to hay. I can’t help it that when I’m near hay, I huff and I puff and I sometimes blow things down. No one has any reason to be afraid of me, but sometimes they are. What happened to those poor little pigs is sad, but it was their own fault.

Why does the narrator claim to have been misunderstood?