House Gone Mad

Well, it's official. The inmates are in charge of the asylum. Our house is officially gone to the dogs.

Do you see wee Oscar has found somewhere to rest his tired, tired paws?

One problem--it's ME!!!!


And the other two think they're coupla sharks.

Lockjaw! (Hey--what's Wally doing back there--tee hee!)


At least in a world gone mad I will always have monkey stick.