What happened to my ramp?

I tell ya, I'm a creature of habit (most men are). I Loved that ramp. No really, I mean it!! So...Mum comes home after work, and she lets me out of the house (she makes me stay inside during the day cos she says I bark too much...WOTEVA) and the bloody thing is gone!!! WHERES MY RAMP! I'm devastated. How'm I gonna get inside now? And what are these stupid things the builder left behind?



I'm just gona stand here and bark and bark until someone comes and gets me, picks me up and carries me inside. I'm a bichon I tell ya. I need my Ramp.



Oh yeah check out the stupid choclate pooh trying to copy my style.